It's tough for me to pinpoint why I want to keep going. I'm often not sure that I want to (chronic depression) and when I think of the usual reasons people give for fighting it out, well, none of them apply to me. I have no friends, I don't want a future family, I can't seek gainful employment because I dropped out of college due to anxiety, and a lot of my best experiences were as a child. Back then, we travelled everywhere as a family, had lots of fun and togetherness, and now I'm just a dried up, angry, boring shell of an adult who is more or less completely alone. I've become intolerant of people, increasingly agoraphobic, plagued by anxieties and OCD, and I feel that I've tried all the options that are available to people, ie. therapy and medications. Nothing seems to fully fix it, and I can't regain motivation for life no matter what I try. The worst of it is that the whole thing is self-perpetuating. The more I stay inside and do nothing, the rustier and depressed I get, and I feel like breaking the cycle is too hard.
The thing is, I don't blame people for not being sympathetic towards me. I've tried to talk to my family but they just don't seem to understand. I can't fault them for that, because they don't live with any of these issues. Most people have a 'shut up and get on with it' mentality and that's their perogative, but I just can't apply it to my own life. I also don't like to bother people with my problems, so I've isolated myself willingly. I like being unobtrusive in that regard. I guess ultimately I go on because something good might happen to me somewhere down the line. Life is forever changing and death is forever. I try to hold on to that.