what are your reasons for being alive

Well not using the inertia as an argument, I would say that my biggest reason is my family. I can't imagine their suffering.
Well I have found lists here and there about why its worth living. Many of the reasons don't say anything to me. So why not trying to make a different list. What are yours?

Hmmmm struggling with that. My daughter, my family. Seems like there should be more than that though.

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Right now I see no reason. But I know im my heart my family and best friend would be devastated if I died.

Don't want to die anytime soon. Ever been to the National Museum of Fine Arts, in DC? I forget the title of the artwork, a huge statue a husband created after losing his wife to sui. It's a humbling piece.

Sometimes, it doesn't feel, when in the throws of our darkest hours, that it affects others, but it does.

Because of my belief in the afterlife, I'd only carry that with me...I'm set with never finding peace, rest.

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I don't want to hurt my husband or my daughter. Also, I love my daughter so incredibly much and I want to see her grow up.

My mom, my dogs, cats, and guinea pig.

My baby brother and my dogs. That's the only reason. Because I don't love anyone but my brother and my dogs and maybe my best girlfriend Ellie.

Nothing.

I have a husband and four wonderful children, but they are not my "reason"......they don't keep me here.

I'm just here hoping tomorrow will be a little better.

I have wonderful siblings. My niece and nephews are the great joy of my life.

For me it is my family and the thought that one day I may be able to help someone going through this hell.

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My cat. We have a pact, when he dies of natural causes I'm allowed to seriously contemplate suicide. Before that we take care of each other

A very good reason is because I don't have the guts to do myself in, even though at times I would like to. I've thought about it, but never made an attempt. Not even close.

One very good reason to stay alive is because a few people would miss me and feel very devastated if I ended it all. And another very good reason for staying alive is so that I can frustrate those who do not care about me. I don't want to give them the satisfaction of not having me around anymore.

In all honesty...I had an (obviously) unsuccessful suicide attempt at one point that was so physically painful before loosing consciencness that I've been afraid to try again!
I'm sure this isn't quite what you meant. I *should* say my kids...but most days I feel like they'd be better off without me. Or family...but I've had no contact with biological family in 20+ years. Or friends...but I have none to speak of. Or husband...but his abuse just contributes to my 'issues'.
I have no outside influences that come to mind for why I'm alive. The memory of the physical pain of that botched attempt is just so vivid that I've been afraid to try again.

Lately I'm not really sure. I do know that I don't have the guts to do myself in either, so I guess I'm stuck here. I do care greatly about my husband and brother/sister-in-law/nieces. If it weren't for my husband in my life, I'd be more miserable than I already am.

My little sister, my partner, my family, my own wants and dreams I want to pursue... finding more reasons to live lately than to not.

I'm alive to love. I'm alive to get back up and love some more.

Though I've thought about non-existence, the fact that I have a wife and son who care about me (and I care about them) keeps me going

apparently i SUCK as suicide. Otherwise I would not be alive.

.I guess, I really don't have any reason to be alive..wow that sounds bad...

I'd have to get up in order to commit suicide. Sounds like a tiresome task.

That one, too.

I'm not completely sure, tbh. It comes down to two concepts...

1. I think it is mostly the fact that I have hope... hope that tomorrow will surprise me. Hope that I can't get rid of, no matter how much I hate it. It's ingrained into my personality... I like weird, love random, but hate surprises... yup, hopelessly filled with hope.
2. F**K THIS! When thoughts of suicide pop up... that is the following thought... F**K THIS!! Depression is a stubborn foe, but I've lasted this far, and I'm not letting it win. No one and nothing is more stubborn than me. Everyone dies.. so it's going to come one day, but I WILL NOT do Fate's job for it. "Fight the breaking of the dawn," and all that nonsense. If I'm going to die anyways, why not try one more thing?! It's not like I have anything else to lose...

That teeny tiny little flame of hope that burns inside me that just barely illuminates the word tomorrow.

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My son. He is the reason for everything in my life.

My daughter. Same as NWgirl, she is my reason for existing. She is my anchor.