However, Choosing to die is a coward thing to do. Its the easy way out.
Maybe because I've had relatives remain alive while cancer ate away their bodies or alzheimer's destroyed their minds and bodies, I feel very differently about this. While I'm grateful for the extra time with my family's loved ones, I wish I could have spared them the deterioration, the pain and suffering that their illnesses inflicted on them - especially in the final weeks before they died.
Personally, I do not want to become a burden to my family should I ever become terminally ill. I don't want my children to watch me disintigrate. I do not want them to go through the painful choice of having to put me in a long-term care facility or hospice because they're just too exhausted from doing it all themselves. I see euthanasia as being a self-sacrificing choice made out of love for my family, not cowardice. And I see it as an extension of choosing to live my life on my terms, not those of other people. If I want to have a huge party and invite all my friends to come and share some good times and say my good-byes beforehand, that's what I'll do - while I still have the capacity and wherewithall to do so.
Love, Scully