What's the only reason that holds you on to live the remaining of your life despite the fact you are depressed?

Honestly, it's having something to look forward to. I cling to movie, game, music (etc) releases. Upcoming events I'm sort of looking forward to. "Well, if I AM going to go, I should at least see the next Jurassic Park film to suck up that little nostalgia serotonin." "Oh, damn, Tool finally announcing that long-awaited album? I'll give that a little listen." "Might as well take that trip to the beach." And so on.

The fact that someone will have to find me. And me completely fucking up their life experience for the foreseeable future isn't something I'm keen on. The thought of them grieving. If it's in the house, someone has to find me. Then they would have to completely uproot, because who wants to live in a house someone you love snuffed it in?

For every reason I would have, I can seemingly find something to reason myself away from it.

But really, more than anything, it's not a desire to kill myself so much as it being easier to not be alive.

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