I'm not sure, but something keeps me going even when I am at my lowest
I think a part of it is because I would not want to hurt those few people who genuinely care about me. It took a long time, a lot of work and forgiveness, but me and my Mum are very close now, so not only would i not want to bring her more pain.. but I also hope one day she can see me happy and content.
I use to hope one day I would stumble across a way to cure myself or magically get better. I think that is fairy tale like thinking now Ive got older, but I do believe I can at least get my anxiety/depression under control, learn to be happy and content with the things I do have and stop focusing on the things I don't have.
I have seen people turn their lives around very late on in life, I have seen people who were filled with spite and rage suddenly become at peace and content. Seeing the most unexpected people change like that has given me inspiration, more so because it was an internal change the person brought upon themselves.