After much thought, given the reality of life, I am planning to… naw nothing so dramatic.
I am just going to review whither life is worth living at around age 65, which is 11 years from now for me.
At every birthday, I shall review and see if life is worth living. I do this because I don’t see how a long life
is beneficial or even worth it. My stepfather is in a nursing home and he is just waiting to die because he really can’t
do anything else. Quality of life has become far more important for me then it used to be because I see what
the quality of life means these days. After 4 major surgeries, my health has become more problematic then it
used to be. Given this reality, I am going to see when it becomes enough of a problem to begin thought on when I
need to end my life. 20 years from now, I shall be 74 and the end, shall be clear enough for me. I don’t see the point of
a long retirement if I have health issues. I refuse to let my, “conscience make cowards of us all”.
I announce this to encourage people to begin thinking of their lives years from now. Don’t make decisions
when your choices are limited. make choices when you have a lot of choices. Up to a certain age in life, doors open as
to your possibilities as to what is available. After a certain age, doors begin to close and every years more doors close.
The dreams of my youth are long gone, those doors have closed. As I get older other dreams close their doors.
After a time, you can only go though a small number of doors and after a while even those few doors close.
the only door left once you reach a certain age is death. Once I reach that final door, I shall not wait for it to open,
I shall bust that door down because sitting on my couch drinking vodka and waiting for death doesn’t appeal to me.
I agree about quality of life. I think that for most people, the thought of being 74 is terrifying. Your knees will ache, your organs will be failing, all your friends will be dead, your body will start to reject drugs and young women will start to reject your body. I don’t know man. Think it’s good to make sure that you do the things you wanna do while you’ve got the chance to do them. And I definitely agree that sitting on a couch and drinking vodka sounds pretty terrible.
Heck my knees and back ache already. My last surgery was to remove part of my colon, so my
organs are already failing, so I am way, way ahead of the game in that department. Being 74
doesn’t terrify me as much as sitting around waiting for death just annoys the hell out of me.
And women haven’t given me a second look in 20 years. Drugs are about the only thing on your list I still enjoy
and that is mostly pain pills like vicodin. Plus given my retirement plan is mostly about winning the lottery,
I dread the fact I most likely will still be working at 74, which bothers the shit out of me. Given that reality,
death doesn’t sound so bad to me.
I think you’d really like it. I haven’t watched a whole lot of it, but the theme, the characters etc…all sort of line up with the mentality that I think you’ve expressed here. You could end up sitting on the couch eating pain killers and drinking vodka and laughing, which might not be that bad.
Kropotkin: euthanasia is well and alive! So called hospices are actually euthanasia factories, you or your family checks you in, with a little convincing about the appropriateness of the terminal diagnosis, which, given the doctor's susceptibility for some extra cash, may not be hard to arrange.
Then, with or without your approval, a little more Oxy Contin slipped into the bedtime meds, will assure a long, a very long sleep. This is fact, not fiction. I'd prefer it that way, then the feeling of la lonely relatively sane exit may be avoided.
We have friends who are doctors and they say, it happens whereas the doctor will
“assist” a death by just adding just a touch more of something to sped it along.
They personally haven’t done it, but apparently it is an pretty open secret in the medical community.
Just find the right doctor and they will help you on that long sleep that hamlet was talking about.
You never really know. I may end up just being one of those unlucky motherfuckers like Keith Richards or Joe Perry, - whose got enough drugs in em at any given time to put a full grown elephant down, - and still somehow end up living for like 90 years. :D/
I agree that suicide is a good option of someone’s health is terrible but it’s not a decision to be taken lightly without consulting with a therapist, doctors, friends and family.
My Dad is 74 and is nowhere near what you describe. He still works (most lawyers don’t retire, they die at their desks) and life is the same for him as it is for most 50 year olds. Of course, my Dad’s Mother lived to 102 and he has world class genes, but each situation is different.
Free spirit: I agree that suicide is a good option of someone’s health is terrible but it’s not a decision to be taken lightly without consulting with a therapist, doctors, friends and family.
Perhaps you should talk with some of them now?"
K: why? Why should I talk to them now? I said I shall begin my first check at 65 which is still 11 years away.
I don’t need to talk to anyone about a possible decision 11 years away.
Since you’re telling it here, there’s a need to talk about it. But I think you should tell no one because it would be unnecessarily agitating for family to know about it so long in advance.
I think suicide for an elderly person is pretty normal if your ideals are crushed and you’re forced to work at a cash register. But it’s such a sad statement about society. It would be cooler if you got very angry and broke free in some way.
:D/ 
