I'm scared, I'm really scared. I'm afraid of how finished I feel. My aunt was 60 years and 9 months old when she suicided. She had dogs she adored. But I guess even they weren't enough, eventually. In 14 months I'll be that age. Are people at peace when they make the decision? Or is it different for different people? I was reading the other day about Marvin Gaye. His own father shot and killed Marvin on the eve of Marvin's birthday. Marvin had intervened in a fight between his parents when his dad shot him. Marvin's last words were, "I couldn't do it myself, so he did it for me."