People find meaning in their lives so they can enjoy the time they have between birth and death. But what if your only meaning was to die? Is there any purpose to staying alive if it seems that your fate is sealed? I don't know what to do anymore. I've been dealing with these thoughts since I was 5 years old & it's too hard! I feel like the world is one big lie, that everything is so superficial. No one wants to see the truth - we are merely biological breeding machines, & for what purpose? Nothing that we have created means anything. If it all disappeared the universe would stay the same, so why bother living? Why bother trying to evolve when an asteroid could hit us at any moment and kill every cell on the planet? Dealing with the insignificance of one planets survival is comical, but dealing with the survival of one species, let alone one person, is torturous. You want to know why I wake up every morning? Why I don't just kill myself? I HAVE NO IDEA! How shall I continue to live when it seems that, in the words of 'Seven of Nine', resistance is futile.