I have given it serious thought on several occasions. I sometimes think my family would be better off. Since I have PTSD and anxiety/deppresion issues, I sometimes think that if I weren't in the picture my family could go more places and do more things (because I have a fear of traveling or being out of my comfort zone) we don't do the vacationing thing as much as the family would like. I know they love me and I love them, but I feel as though I am really holding them back from living an eventful and full life. Sometimes I think they feel like they are having to walk on eggshells around me, and to me, that just isn't right. I have plenty of insurance to take care of them financially, and eventually they would get over the major impact of missing me, and they could go on with their lives.
No, I am not considered as suicidal, but the thought does cross my mind on occasion.