My problems are not going away, I wouldn't be killing myself if not for the physical issues. I have some anxiety and depression but without the physical problems they're practically nothing (Though I'm pro-choice for all people, just to be clear). Anyone who wasn't depressed in my condition would be a fruit loop, imo. Yet I just get told, condescendingly, to seek mental help, like that's going to solve shit. The idiots that were around me want me to basically wait until I can't move from the neck down. Well, gee how am I gonna do shit when that happens? There's no legal right to die in my country except for a few places for the terminally ill, which I'm most likely not. Were they gonna help me get to Dignitas? Were they going to pay the $12,000 for it? Of course not. Why does every other sack of shit I've ever known get to decide how much I must suffer, and I have zero say?
What pisses me off the most is that these fucks don't really even care. The reason people are against this right is because it bursts a bubble in their silly pollyana delusions that life is some inherent, unquestionable, good, except in the most extreme cases... and they get to decide what those cases are, of course, not the person that actually has to live with it. Whew, sorry, I'm just venting.