First of all, sorry for my sucky english, I hope you can understand. Now, let me start with my problem: I don't know why, but I'm always thinking. You might say "What is wrong with that? that's actually pretty good" but it's not when you start to think the sense of being alive. What are we living for? Is there any reason to keep on going? I mean, we are going to die anyways. Some of you might say "Hey, but even if you die you can leave a mark on this world, that's the meaning of life!" that explanation keept me from killing myself, but the I started to think about the rest of the world, and not just me. If I leave a mark on this world, it will eventually fade. Think of all the people who made something awesome on the antiquity but it eventually got forgotten. It will eventually happen to me, my girfriend, and if I have kids, it will happen to them too. It just doesn't make sense. We just keep on reproducing just to extend the inevitable. Even if we reach space age before the planet explodes, we are eventually going to die. I even tried to think about an alien race finding our planet, and even if we are all dead, they will find some stuf and we will not be forgotten. But still! Think about that alien race, they will die too! and we will be lost forever. All this years of investigation, discoveries, and everything else lost forever. And before you say that we might end up living forever. That's totally untrue and even more scarier than death itself. First of all, nothing can be there forever and second, I think being trapped on this life forever is probably worser than death. Think about it! Living forever with all the problems we have in life... TL;DR: I think life doesn't make sense because we'll die anyway and I think living forever is worser than death.