I suppose I can't decide for other people if they'd rather be dead or not. You're right.

I also have no idea if they have any family, friends, or home to get back to.

Perhaps I'm assuming too much when I think that nearly everyone else on this ship has at least one of those things-- a home, a family, a friend, or life left in them. That I'm the only one on this ship who has literally started over from a completely blank slate. But it sure as hell feels that way.

So don't you tell me that I always have something to lose back where I came from, because I've lost it all. This is all I have now, and I'm going to guard it with everything I have. I will not 'enjoy' this, it is a privilege to have something to care so much about again.