Then we come to the question of just plain putting yourself out of your own misery. I speak of actual physical pain and suffering. I speak of terminal conditions. This is pain that will never stop. Pain only dulled by drugs, leaving one in that state of fear between living and dying. When that point has come in your life, it is an alternative that does come to mind. Why not end it all and just move on?
Every part of our being that has been evolving over the eons cries out that ending your life is not acceptable in any conditions. It is, however, a sword with several blades. Each blade cuts in a different direction, but each comes to the same conclusion.

On the one hand you are forced to lie on your deathbed for days, weeks, months, even years, under the sentence of death. You know the pain and senseless loss of personal dignity that is to follow. It is not a case of having a fix or cure at your fingertips. It is inevitable that you will suffer and die…and you know it. But you are somehow obligated to endure this drawn out torture for “the good of your soul?” Because some preacher or doctor who goes home to his happy family said so? Because the law forces you do die with indignity and pain? It is the same law that allows vicious and torturous murderers to die quietly and quickly under general anesthesia? What is wrong with this picture?

On the other hand, the same poetry that demands that you do not go gently into that great good night also puts in rote “No greater love has any man in that he lay down his life for his fellow man? If it is so noble to die for a good cause why is it so wrong to die for a good reason? Why do we force our soldiers into battle to die, and force our suffering terminally ill patients to live?

If you have your arms shot off or lose your legs to a roadside bomb, get new ones, get therapy, get on with your life, however it plays out. If you lose your sight, retrain yourself and get back in the saddle. If you’re addicted to drugs, ask for help and take the help to the end.

Get yourself out of the mess you got yourself into. If you are overweight, you got there, get yourself out. There are countless programs, surgeries, drugs, treatments, and thousands of diets out there. The only real thing you need is the drive and determination to do whatever it takes to get the weight off. Get off the couch get out of the kitchen and take back your life.
If you have a terminal disease that is going to bring you to an inevitable painful deathbed you too have decisions to make. You cannot leave it to loved ones to help you. You would be ruining their lives. You would be destroying their peace of mind and peace with their God. It is not their life, it is your life. It is your decision.

Plan your death as well as you planned your life. Move to a state where you are granted the right to make the final choice. Women have been given the right to kill their unborn children, by federal law! Right or wrong we actually passed a law giving women this right. You should have the right to end your terminal, pain filled life with as little discomfort as the cold-blooded killers on death row.

As for the consequences; the preachers, priests and clerics will tell you it is a crime, it is against God’s Will. They quote the passages they choose to convince you of the sin in your choice. Thou shall not kill…except in war, in battle, in defense of your home in defense of your family, to save a friend, to save your own life etc. They say you shall go to hell, damned forever in the lake of fire.

Says who? Self-serving men of God don’t make a lot of money on the dead. Man created with his own hand and imagination the punishments in the Bible. All books of rules and laws and regulations and threats of punishment or reward are just the fabrications of men. Some of these books are very old. Some are revered by millions of followers. But their popularity, their age, their fancy and scary phraseology and gold-edged pages do not make them right.