Yes, I'm really frightened of the actual act. I've always hated that expression: 'cowards way out.' Not just because the actual act is so difficult. I think they view carrying on living as being the 'brave', noble thing to do. Don't get me wrong- I think it CAN be. I've known family members who were old and ill and suffering but I think they hung on for their families. That obviously was a great sacrifice but it was also clearly enough for them.
By the time some people are so beaten down with life- what are the chances of them choosing to live a terribly challenging life? Many of us feel as if we're pretty much dead already, just drifting through life, or, treading water. Perhaps others will perceive that as still being enough- or- 'valuable' but for us- it really isn't.
I get it that this wouldn't make sense to them but- I personally believe- when the time is right for me (when the last remaining person my CTB would really affect is gone,) the actual cowardly thing for me will be to stick around. Because I'll be doing everything I can to live an easy life- I have no motivation to 'get better' or succeed now- so- why would I push myself? I'll just exist with as minimal effort as possible. What's so 'brave' about doing that? What's even the point of doing that- for me?