I have had so many conversations with my dad and others since they passed that there couldn't possibly just be nothingness. Our spirit/energy continues and we gain knowledge after we pass.

In some ways we all live on after our passing. For example, energy can neither be created or destroyed, only converted. A friend of mine died 3 times. He doesn't remember any pearly gates, or the pits of hell. Just remembers his pace maker kicking in. Last time was permanent. I think death is just like what you were before you were born. No consciousness.

I was exactly the same when I was young. I literally cried myself to sleep over this, both options seemed equally terrifying.

I think feeling nothing will be simply that, like a never-ending dreamless sleep, staying aware forever sounds like a nightmare

I can't believe that we sit on a cloud and play a harp for eternity. I'm not even good on a guitar. Yet at the same time, the whole energy can neither be created or destroyed tells me that I have a petunia in my future.

I chose complete nothingness. It is my opinion that the prospect of death (life ending) is what makes life so valuable to begin with. Furthermore, life is struggle. The thought of living forever holds very little appeal to me.

"We do not know which is the greatest blessing, life or death. We cannot say that death is not good. We do not know whether the grave is the end of this life or the door of another, or whether the night here is not somewhere else a dawn. Neither can we tell which is the more fortunate, the child dying in its mother’s arms before its lips have learned to form a word, or he who journeys all the length of life’s uneven road, painfully taking the last slow steps with staff and crutch. ...

It may be that death gives all there is of worth to life. If those who press and strain against our hearts could never die, perhaps that love would wither from the earth. Maybe a common faith treads from out the paths between our hearts the weeds of selfishness, and I should rather live and love where death is king than have eternal life where love is not. Another life is naught, unless we know and love again the ones who love us here.- Robert Green Ingersoll - Oration at a Child's Grave

I’m assuming that somethingness is better than nothingness.

Sense of self as a separate individual is only an illusion as I see it. You can’t lose what you never had. It is conscious awareness itself that is worthy of immortality, but consciousness is immortal by default. That awareness is us. At that level time doesn’t exist and the question is meaningless.