I feel you, man. My mom has been my #1 supporter throughout my life. She has stated on multiple occasions that I'm her primary reason for living. She's been experiencing very serious issues with her liver for over 4 years now, to the point where she's considered "terminal" and is currently on the organ transplant list. She's told me many times that, if I didn't exist, she would've given up a long time ago and succumbed to her illness. On one hand, I do think it's somewhat stupid to hold onto life just for the sake of others. If I'm not happy with my own existence, why should I carry on to make others feel good? I'm the only one living my life, not them. But at the same time, my death will wreck her inside and out. She'll probably have a nervous breakdown and she might even follow me through. I've learned to not worry about that so much, though, because if I succeed I won't feel anything anyway. Plus, she mentioned in conversation yesterday that I shouldn't only live for her, so I'm going to take her word for it. I'm sure my other family members will be deeply hurt as well, but my mom is the only person who I think is in actual danger of CTB'ing after I do. At least she's technically terminally ill, so she might naturally die anyway. (That's a very terrible thing to say, but it's true.)