Yes. Specifically in need to give myself my just desserts for having neglected and holed up through the vast majority of 'time' in this life-attempt-opportunity instead of actually pushing myself to change something, help at all, or be human.
I feel like killing myself (though I don't know how) would be me executing a belated duty. A duty I don't touch yet, both for the typical reason of fear of pain and death, and because other obligations, obtuse ones mostly, obstruct it. Mom and sister have told me that if I were to die it would break them- especially if it was by my own hand- and my dad outright had a panic attack when I even began to bring it up.
More secularly, they need money help, and I bring in some money with my job at the deli.