I'm 28 years old, male.   
I was hanging on to see what sex what like and now that I have tried it I feel as though my life is complete and there's no need to stick around.   
I have no intention of doing anything else.  
No desire to have kids, have a family, own anything, do anything.  


It isn't because I don't value myself, or don't think I can do something. I just don't get the appeal of living. I have resented my parents since I was cognizant of my own existence. Not because they were bad people, or treated me poorly. Just because there's something wrong with my brain, something that will never go away, cannot be treated and cannot be mitigated. I have explained this to them countless times but they simply do not understand.  


Humans are selfish and terrible, disgusting creatures. If I saw an animal that was clearly suffering immensely, I wouldn't feel bad for putting it down. It's merciful and the right thing to do.  
So in this context, why do people get treated worse than animals, by their own friends and family?  
I believe it is terribly selfish to dissuade people from suicide, If someone is suffering so much that they would genuinely prefer to die than go on living, they should be allowed and encouraged to do so. Not the other way around, it's sickening.   


I should be able to go downtown, pay some money to have my affairs sorted and then have an assisted suicide performed. The current way of 'dealing' with this is incredibly demeaning and dangerous.  


One could argue that it isn't fair on my friends and family, but tough shit. Life isn't fair, suck it up. I'd be right happy to go through with it if there was a genuine and legal way of doing so. I don't want to be 'found'. I don't want to wake up in a hospital with brain or liver damage.   


I want to go, I'm done. Why can't I have the right to die?