You know, I'm aginst suicide for the petty reasons most people commit suicide for,
But for terminaly Ill people who have decided that they have given up, I would look the other way.
I know in a way how the family is thinking. You don't feel it unless your in Thier shoes.
We had taken in my great great grandma since we had the room. We wern't very close, but we became close as she stayed with us. She had it all, skin cancer, bone cancer and the fact she was 93 and in a wheelchair. We watched her die for 2 years. The last 2 months were the worst. She just slept 20 hours a day, to weak to even get up out of bed on her own. We knew her body had given up, but the medications kept her alive. My mom began talking about it, openly that she wished that she would just die. And in a way we all felt like that. Even for a ****** as myself, it's dificult to watch someone suffer for real.
I know everytime I read a news story of an alleged mercy killing, I feel for those people ,because the public oppinion paints them as monsters,and the courts treat them as such. But my family got a little taste of thier world and the emotional, mental, and physical exaustion , watching someone just waste away.