@Twirlip,
Also (I tried to edit my post to add this, but it was too late):
Which is more frightening?
And (a separate question) which is more true, or real?
(a) A void of meaninglessness?
(b) A supposedly loving God who leaves us, not only to suffer, but to suffer without even a knowledge of His presence?
(And who apparently does some small favours for some people, randomly, occasionally, from out of the blue, while allowing others to be tortured, and die, sometimes as infants? And who allows assholes to preach in His name, and prosper?)
For myself, I think it is (a) the void that is more frightening, but (b) the apparently loving, but certainly abandoning and capricious God, Who is more real.
Of course, I might easily be deluded or deceived on both counts.
But I wasn't brought up to think these things, nor does it come naturally to me; atheism was for me, for most of my life, the comfortable, natural, sane, decent, and moral position. It's been a long and strange road.
I still vividly remember the Christians at my secondary school telling me I was going to Hell, and asking me if it didn't bother me to be just a bunch of atoms swirling in a void. It genuinely didn't bother me at the time, and I told them so. But it bothers me now, inasmuch as I still feel it to be true. On the other hand, I now think that I was deceiving myself, and whistling in the dark.
I'm tempted to go on and on! But this isn't my thread; also, my thoughts about these things are mainly for myself, and I don't think it actually does me or anyone else any good for me to discuss them in a general philosophy forum.
Keeping it as brief as I can then, and turning it round:
Are you sure that the Void exists?
If so, how do you reconcile your belief in the Void with your actual relationships with family, friends, and colleagues, not to mention random strangers on the Net? Do you believe it all to be an illusion, yet somehow find reason to continue with it, and perhaps even bring children into the world to partake of the same illusion? Do you just "make stuff up"? (As theists are often accused of doing.)
(Also have to keep this frustratingly short, because the child I foolishly brought into the world to share its absurdity with me wants to talk to me.)