I don’t understand the point in living a good life

I realize this might be a poor choice of a subreddit to post this in, as if I knew the answer I wouldn’t be asking. <br><br>But I don’t understand the point in living a good life. <br><br>No matter how hard I try to be a good person, or make the world a better place, my existence is like a drop in the ocean. It makes little difference on a large scale, and I am merely delaying the inevitable. <br><br>I can’t change the fact that one day, I will be gone, and nothing will exist of me anymore, nothing that I do or accomplish will have any impact on the world when I’m gone. <br><br>I’m not sure if I’m overthinking this too much. I just feel like everything I have to look forward to is nothing.