"You've made it this far, keep going"

One of the things I do sometimes is try to figure out why there's a point to all this. But you know, sometimes it's a matter of eh. I'm here now. Got through the past eighteen years so... Why not, you know? What's the worst that can happen when I've survived every other thing I've ever been through so far? Only way I'm getting out of this is Death and as they've decided they don't want to see or save me thus far, it is what it is until it simply isn't anymore.