Let's not lie to ourselves

We all actually know that life is not worth living. Life is unfair, it's lot of pain and lot less happiness. Life is suffering. If someone doesn't know, he has only not thought clearly about it. But, our survival instinct kicks in. This thought is attacking our life. We know we can't live with this thought. Hence, we try to falsify the thought itself. We try to convince ourselves otherwise. "Oh no, life has good things. It's not bad...blah blah" And so. It's because we're afraid of death. We're afraid of thinking about death. We're afraid of non-existence, of the unknown. Such irrational, stupid fear of the unknown that however bad the known, it is comfortable. That even when we aren't finding any meaning, we pretend or believe that it has some meaning.