I took spaceship, then virus, under the idea that what I was keeping "alive" was some sort of soul - at least potentially - and that I could be sure of the soul

I took spaceship, then virus, under the idea that what I was keeping "alive" was some sort of soul - at least potentially - and that I could be sure of the soul's continuity as long as I took the ship, and then that the virus wouldn't change me as much as I'd changed from being an infant. then, with the existence of the soul seemingly confirmed, there's no way I'd let myself be frozen - I'd become a philosophical zombie. but it takes me to task for my inconsistency, since I made previous choices to preserve bodily integrity over mental integrity. and I don't quite understand that.