Interesting thread choice. I have to say, I can't honestly put my finger on what it is that keeps me around. If I had to say, it would be a fear of being forgotten.
I mean, think about it- what, thousands, or millions of people die everyday; I'd just hate to be another statistic. My friends and family might mourn me for a while, but once they forget me, in my book- I've failed.
I want to be remembered, I want to change someone's life for the better in a way that I couldn't do for myself. My daily pain and suffering is something no-one should endure, but so many of us do. If I can alleviate the pain of someone else that deserves it, then my life will have been with purpose, and complete. Then, I could finally help myself in the only way I know how.
C