I have quite a few reasons. I grew up with an abusive father and it's caused me to be mentally unstable, so I've experienced depression on and off my whole life, as well as some very serious anger issues. Between the two of them, I've managed to fuck up some good friendships and have guilt piled on top of it. Seeing the world getting worse every day hasn't helped with anything and seeing my mom die from cancer, which is a death that terrifies me, has been the "last nail in the coffin" for me.
Like you I don't know how long I'll be around either, since I'm only still here because of other family members, but it's not a good enough of a reason to stay alive anymore.
