I've been thinking about doing it for years myself. Why I haven't yet is only because I failed an attempt once about 20 years ago and I was miserable for a week or more afterward. My attempt was a drug overdose. A half full bottle of painkillers is not enough to be fatal, but it will make you more sick than you could ever imagine for a long period. So many believe it's a selfish act, and that it's an act of cowardice. I can tell you from the perspective of someone who desperately wants to end this terminal disease called life that it's not about me entirely. I personally struggle to find any value to my remaining alive. Much of my marriage was spent knowing that my value in that marriage was strictly as an income. As our kids get older, they are adopting that same view of me. I can fulfill my role in the grave and I'm worth more dead than alive, so really, what is the point? Then there is the God aspect. I'm told all the time God sees value in me, but God can do anything he wants, whenever he wants... what does he need me for? Nothing. The fact is, he can do anything he wills with or without me. My significance is non-existent. I'm told to get out of my marriage... divorce is an option. Sure... that would put me in a place to be able to find someone else who would make me feel more valuable within the relationship dynamic. The only problem with that is that I have to bring me into any relationship I enter into and nobody would want me, so that's pointless too. This is a rather bleak and dim outlook and I'm sure it will bring down many. I should have used the username captain bringdown I guess.