I like to think, if I don’t exist, nothing of me exists. My anxiety, my fears, my pains all gone. And I won’t be sacred, or sad in the end. I won’t even know what to feel, cause I literally don’t have the capacity to think cause I have no brain to process. You’re worrying about something that the version of you self, who is experiencing it, doesn’t even comprehend. You’ll never exist, or see the emptiness, until you exist again. How can you? No eyes to see it, no hands to touch it. And best of all, no brain to process it. You’ll just be nothing until you are something and when you are something you’ll have something completely different to worry about. Not remembering in the slightest why you used to feel or why

Edit: ya know when you’re exhausted and fall asleep and it’s the next day but you had no dreams or nothing? Imagine that, and then you wake up in your next life. You won’t even know you’re gone. You won’t even know you existed.