Since generalized anxiety disorder is incurable, what's the point of living?

If I can't get rid of my anxiety completely, I don't want to go on living. The only way I push my self through anything is by thinking that sooner or later I'll "fix" my anxiety, mostly through psychological means. I'm on zoloft and buspar...but my anxiety is still really bad. If I can't be who I want to be, and I can't be with my anxiety, what's the point of life?