Every rational part of my brain says there’s no such thing as an afterlife. There’s no God, no heaven, no hell, nothing. It’s just over when it’s over.

But the irrational part of my mind, that’s what keeps me alive. That combination of being dragged along to Church every week + attending Catholic school + taking a bunch of philosophy courses constantly exploring and debating the possible existence of God… That’s what keeps me from killing myself. That possibility, however infinitesimally small it may be, that there is an eternal damnation waiting for me.

I know - KNOW - in my heart and in my brain that there’s nothing else.

But I really don’t know. And I’m kinda glad I don’t know, because who knows what would happen if I did.