Why do we not have a right to die? We have more people on the planet than it can comfortably sustain, and yet we say to people who wish to leave this life that they can’t, that we are going to put them in a psychiatric institution until they change their mind.
I think if someone shows a long term wish to leave this earth, say over a year or more, they should be allowed to do so in a dignified and painless manner, no matter what the other circumstances.
In many states if you have a terminal illness and it's going to cause you to suffer and die very horribly you do have a right to commit suicide on the other hand if it's simply a temporary situation that you might be able to work through with counseling it's not possibly the best solution as the old saying goes It's a permanent solution to a temporary problem
I agree with you and mostly because religion is hypocritical on this issue.However, you should be allowed counceling because your reason for wanting to leave might be a solvable problem. Remember that your "free will" does not allow all people the same choices. Therefore, your reason to leave forever might change with therapy. I remember once as a teen I wanted to die and it was all about a girl whose name I no longer know.
Because it's usually a perminent solution for a temporary problem. You're leaving your friends and family to deal with the pain for the rest of their lives. Don't be so selfish.
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Again it comes to religion. Suicide is a sin and should you do the same, you will not go to heaven. It’s a real fear for people. This is why you see assisted suicide more so in countries that are less religious. I’m all for giving people rights over thier chosen end should living be incredibly futile.
My father was a brilliant man, PhD from Oxford and chemical engineer. He suffered most of his life with arthritis. He was then given the diagnosis of renal cancer. He decided not to treat it. I always knew that this was his “out”. He was so tired of being in pain.
I met a guy who was married 26 years. Son turned to drugs, became a holdup robber. He was a cop, and a neighborhood kid informed on his son. It was armed holdups and he felt he had to take his son in to protect others from harm. Wife disagreed and cheated on him with his best friend. He ended up divorced from his one and only and was ready to commit suicide. He ran into some friends, on his way to jump off a bridge, who dragged him along into some antics... and stopping him inadvertently. A few weeks later he met his current wife, together for 30 years. I am all about right to die, don’t keep me on a ventilator... but I do see that a perspective today can be improved tomorrow.