The ‘god’ response doesn’t answer the question, it just shifts it back one step, and is clearly just one myth fable among many that have arisen in various civilisations down the centuries. I know there are clever people called cosmologists who develop the best theories we can about where everything came from. I’m not a cosmologist, nor do I pretend to be one. The question of how everything got here doesn’t often come up in real life, but if it does, I would defer to people, like cosmologists, who know what they are talking about.
It doesn’t provide comfort and it isn’t meant to. But nor does it hold any ‘discomfort’ or terror for me either. The world was getting along just fine without me for a few million years before I came along, and it will do just fine without me after I’m gone. Some people choose their beliefs to provide comfort. Some of us try not to do that, and try instead to believe in stuff that’s true and real and accurate. We don’t take comfort in fairy tales and make-believe and we think it’s a bit pointless to do so. Part of the challenge of adult life is coming to terms with reality and accepting what is real, even if we might wish things otherwise. When I’m dead, that’s it, end of story, and I don’t have any negative feelings about this fact, nor can I comprehend why anyone would suppose I should. The world would get pretty crowded if people didn’t die.
None whatsoever.