I have no dreams or goals in life. There are a couple of careers I think would be neat or interesting but failing at them would destroy me so I can't try, and I'm not in a position that I'm able to pursue any careers or education anyways. And I can barely get out of bed let alone actually do anything. I can't even play video games because I'm too depressed. I have literally no friends. Not even any acquaintances, besides my mother and brother who I occasionally interact with because they live with me. I'm not actually close with either. I've never been close with anyone, I literally don't know how to be. And I have literally zero desire to learn, because I've made a conscious decision to avoid people for the rest of my life for several very logically sound reasons. I've stayed alive until now mostly because I was scared my death would upset my mom but I'm pretty sure she'd only be slightly shocked by my death, not actually upset. 

I'm a pretty logical person and logically, just looking at the facts, death has way more pros than life does and way less cons.