Nothing exists. Not me or you or anyone else.
It's all done kind of unknowable unknown, but for now we will call it an illusion of being.
Upon our illusionary death, we will continue having this illusion of unknowable being, but it will get worse and worse and the illusionary time goes on.
We can never know anything and there is no point in thinking, talking, or even breathing. Nonexistence isn't a thing and death will make things worse. So, we are trapped in this unknowable thing as an unknowable nonthing.

With that being said, since any knowledge is impossible and we aren't really here, what is next?

I've locked myself into an isolated cabin deep in the woods. I no longer communicate with the outside world except at this very moment. After this, I will go back to my complete isolation and wait to die. To die and continue through this eternal illusion of whatever.

I will not participate in activities meant to distract me from the fact that everything is a lie.

I'm not any better than anyone. I don't know anything either, but it is painful to try to act as a "human being" and "live" a "life".

I'm only 25, but here I will stay until death takes me to the next chaotic, horrific, illusion. It will never end. We are tortured and we don't even exist.

As I said, no point in talking, or anything else. I suppose I needed someone to validate that I'm not insane.