No sense of "urgency" to do so. Just finished my project that I was working on, paid off debts, and have a temp job after being layed off to keep things from falling behind. I thought I might start a new project, but no, no point in it, and no desire to put time and energy into yet another project.
Just getting affairs in order, things cleaned up, and taking it day-by-day. I want to my moment to be when I'm satisfied that there's nothing left undone, and I can do it calmly (the peaceful death that I've earned, after what I've put up with in my life) and on my terms, instead of external pressures making me stress-panic and feeling forced to do it. Basically, I want to enjoy my last days, in "retirement", while I still can, before the coming storm.
To that end, I'm working to pick a date that will have some meaning to it. I used to think that my death would be in the cause of a "greater good". Now, I know it won't change the world, or give me justice, but it will make a point. I might pick the date of my father's suicide, late this summer. No note needed, just the significance of that date will be enough, because the people who need to know will KNOW. And they'll know that I know. That would be my final word on the matter. Or, Sept. 2, which has less "personal" meaning to me, but has a meaning regarding "bigger things", more of an abstract meaning regarding the world at large that includes, but subsumes, my personal problems. Either works for me, it's just a 10-day difference between the two.
That said, I may not make it even that long. I was originally looking at the end of May, when my lease is up, but after I had paid off the last of my debts. But then, I was laid off, and that threw things off. But the severance allowed me to pay off the debt, and even gave me the idea to move somewhere else and start over. But then, I took this temp job locally, because I had to make a decision about the lease renewal, and, so-on, and so-on...looked at options, but nothing panned out elsewhere in time. So I took a temp job, which is not doing it for me, but neither was sitting around doing nothing. So, there's no urgency to go, but none to stay, either. Just taking it day-by-day, seeing how it goes. It's all arbitrary, now. I could literally go next month, next week, or tomorrow, and it'd be fine, to me.
(Although, I have a feeling that the universe will play one last joke on me; the day after I CBT will be the day my unemployment finally comes through, after being stuck in processing limbo...)