You're choosing something because you think it's a good choice to pick.
No. If everything that happens must happen as it does and could not have happened any other way, you choose nuthin'. To choose means you, for reasons you suss out for yourself, pick between
this and
that. Determinism precludes choice.
Nobody is forcing a choice on to you.
Of course not, cuz you're not choosing at all.
What do you think brains do?
Aside from unconsciously overseeing bodily process, the brain of a
meat machine is an illusion generator. It fabricates a sense of autonomy/identity. But that sense is fiction, a glitch, cuz no matter what a meat machine
thinks, no matter what it tells itself, it is not a free will, it does not choose, it's nuthin' but one link in a morass of causal chains.
Again: you can't have it both ways.
you make choices so that you avoid coming into contact with snakes.
No. An event inexorably led to an event. A to B to C. As
meat machine I don't choose caution; caution is the necessary result of my bein' bit. That is: the particular kludge that is my brain/body has no choice but to be cautious just as another particular brain/body kludge (yours, mebbe) has no choice but to not be cautious despite bein' bit.
You can't have it both ways.
If you say
I'm not a free will (or, as BM prefers,
I don't have free will) then you say are compelled in every way. Everything you are, everything you think and feel is as it is, necessarily, and can be no other way.
This back & forth between us is as it is and can be no other way. Your irritation(?) with me, my flabbergastedness with all of you, all of it is
determined. All of it couldn't have been any other way, if we're
meat machines