Why are people even living? It makes no sense. Everybody is going to die one day. Every single thing you have ever touched, loved, cherished, and connected with, will all be gone one day. So why do we do it? What's he point of democracy, wealth, fame, what's he point of happiness? It's hard to think about because no matter how positive you try to stay deep down you know that there's no point for you here. We are all worth nothing. It doesn't matter how big a difference you make in the world or how happy you truly are because you won't be remembered anyways. So why are people even living?
