I'm 50. It's sad to see the number of people in their late teens and early twenties, but if I were that age now, with access to the same information and resources, I might be prepared to end my life there and then, though I hope I'd give life a chance.
Now that I'm 50, however, and I have given life a chance, I feel there's nothing left. There's nothing left I want to do, nowhere left I want to go, no one left I want to meet.
I don't want to be saved, which in reality means being treated no better than a drugged farm animal.