Do we actually have a reason to live? Do we live to see the ones we love and care for? Or to make enough money to support those who need need us after we're gone. I live to see the sun rise at four in the morning. Or to see the little lives of nature that we would normally pass right by. Sure everyone has go through some bad times. I have, many of them, but what you need to do is to understand, yes you may feel this way one day, but what happens when things change? Do you want to do something like cutting or hurting yourself when you know you will regret it later? Things will change. It wont be bad forever. You just need to hold on and never give up.