Is life worth it?

What's the point. Everyone acts like life is so special. Everyone acts like if you do the right thing everything is better. Everyone acts like you can make it. If you can't make it? Fake it until you make it. Make what exactly? Make a family? Make a life people will remember you for? Make a house and earn 6 figures? Make your mark on the world? What if you choose not to make it? Take the "easy" way out. Doesn't matter how bad of a person you were. How many people you screwed or screwed over. Whether you were a junkie or sober. Whether you cheated or stayed loyal to your significant other. Doesn't matter what you do or who you do it with or to. We all end up in the same place. We all have people who will mourn us. People who will visit us. What's the point? Why are we here? Why do we put up with all of the shit that goes on with our lives? Obviously we are scared of death but should we be? Should we fear the unknown or embrace it?