The only thing keeping me from taking my own life is the thought of having someone see my corpse. It might scar them forever. The thought of my mom breaking down, leaving my dad comforting her, as my other siblings will be left neglected, with the additional possibility of having my brother shoulder all the responsibilities leaving my little sister broken and scarred and in wonder, haunted by the questions as to why their sister left them. The thought of the people around will be left questioning themselves what they could've done and such. The thought that someone out there might think they could've saved me. They'll all be left broken as I have eventually freed myself. So I won't. Not yet. I'll continue living in this prison of mine leaving them happy, letting them exist peacefully. Not because it's an obligation but it's what I want to. So not today.