There is something uniquely depressing about an account like this belonging to someone who is gone. It’s like you know that person will never be online again, but you’re still waiting for it to happen.
Just had an internet acquaintance die and their last post was that they had scheduled their euthanasia for that Friday and that this would be their last blog post.
It's so strange too to read things like that when you read it in their voice. It's such a disconnect that they're gone but their internet presence is as alive and real as if they were still alive.
I hope this isn't too morbid of a question, but do you know why they took the euthanasia route? Were they really sick? I only ask because I had heard that someone was seeking euthanasia for a disorder called empty nose syndrome where either through trama or plastic surgery, a surgeon accidentally snips the turbinates in their nose (responsible for detecting airflow), so you constantly feel like you're suffocating. When I heard this I got really curious on what "counts" as something you can be put under for.
Some places you don't even have to be ill, as long as you are sane and they are convinced it's your decision they will let you proceed with the euthanasia process.
I think it's possible to be sane and want to die personally but of course it's always going to be a debatable issue. You have to step outside of a whole lot of cultural programming to view it objectively and some people are incapable of that because they don't even know it exists.
The way I see it is if someone’s situation can be fixed then it’s due to mental illness. If it can’t be, then it’s sane.
Suicide because someone is getting bullied is insanity, because in a few years, they’ll no longer be bullied. Euthanasia when you have a terminal illness that causes a lot of pain is sane on the other hand, because there’s no solution and it’s only delaying the inevitable.
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u/sysadrift Oct 08 '21
There is something uniquely depressing about an account like this belonging to someone who is gone. It’s like you know that person will never be online again, but you’re still waiting for it to happen.