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I have an infallible Machine of Death Certificate indicating I will die of "knife justice".

Heart attack pointing at a cute animal…or a good 💩

I hope it's not for a long time. I grew up seeing my great grandmother age gracefully and finally pass in peace in her favorite chair reading John Grisham novels. I admired that woman so much, despite the fact that she lived alone, her life partner long gone, she enjoyed her humble life in her cozy home.

I hope to do the same, for my heart to just stop beating in my advanced age. I've told my family that I don't think I'll mind even if I'm the last to go, I want to see how it all ends. I want to see the good and the bad of everything. I want to live as long as I possibly can.

Heart disease or cancer

• Old
• Suicide
• By traffic accident

My great-great-grandfather was murdered by an iceberg in 1875 and some days I feel a mysterious chill breeze that suggests it's still out there and not finished with my family. Or my arse. Probably that now I think of it.

Probably suicide.

Family history of cancer. My grandmas from both sides had it. Other family members died from it. So, probably from some form of cancer or sickness.

If not, probably due to a motor vehicle accident (motorcycle, ATV, Snowmobile, car) or some other form of stupidity.

own hand or vehicle accident

Heart attack or stroke

I don't think I will.

when I stop breathing

One side of my family is all heart disease, the other side is all cancer.

I'll obviously find a way to die of heart cancer.

Self-inflicted.

I've got some pretty crappy, chronic health problems, so I'll probably kill myself when they get to be too much. Better that way than to endlessly degrade. But maybe I'll get lucky and euthanasia will be legal by then.

If I'm not lucky, my body will kill me before I get to it and I'll probably drown in my own lungs or die of some random infection (cystic fibrosis).

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I've thought about this, and having worked in hospitals and nursing homes, I've seen a lot of people die, so it's given me some perspective.

My husband is the closest person to me by far. He also has a lot of chronic health problems. I suspect he will pass away before me.

The older I get, the fewer people I have in my life. In my 20s and into my 30s, I had a lot of friends, but little by little they've fallen off. I've got a couple friends in my MTG playgroup and one friend who I go longboarding with in the summer, but beyond that, I've pretty much lost touch with everyone. This only gets worse as time passes.

Best-case scenario is that I die in a nursing home or hospital, completely alone. Maybe my nieces and nephews might visit sometimes, but there's no way I'd ever see them frequently, nor should they feel compelled. I'll be old and confused in a strange scary place, with people talking in that condescending baby voice that I saw a lot of CNAs and nurses use. If I'm still able, I can play video games or something up until the end, but I have reason to suspect I have the beginning of Parkinson's like my dad, so slim chance of that. I'll just die staring at the ceiling, in a completely emotionless void.

Worst-case scenario (most likely) is that I get put in a nursing home but evicted for being too poor. Then I'd just die faster out on the streets or something, or in a shelter. And come to think of it, this might actually be the preferred scenario.

Either way, I'll certainly die alone and unloved.

i'd like the James Gandolfini. die on vacation somewhere nice.

how'd he spend his last week? worried about the bills and work? no, on vacation in Rome.

we should all be so lucky.

also, i kind of hope my death causes a lot of paperwork.

My luck I’ll somehow live forever; if only to suffer the consequences of life. But if I had my way, I’d love to go “peacefully” in my sleep. Just lay down one night and never wake up.

Heart attack. I’ve had a lot of problems with strep in my life due to an immune gap, which tends to weaken your heart.

Cancer or climate change, or my escaping the effects of one/both.

My main mode of transportation is a bicycle and I live in North America. I will likely die spread out on the asphalt when someone runs me over with their oversized SUV/truck after they blow through an intersection out of turn while on a Facetime call.

No amount of defensive riding will protect you against that, unfortunately.

I've planned my death, but I won't tell anyone the details because I don't want to be distracted from the experience.

I'm not depressed or suicidal. It's something I've planned for old age, when I'm becoming invalid.

Either old age or a bag taped over my head, though people tend to urge against the latter

I'll probably get bodied by a massive SUV while cycling

By nobody stopping me from building my own helicopter.

Assuming present trajectory, taken care of, but regretting being the last man out the door of the family I grew up with, I'm regretfully sure I haven't met anyone yet who will be there after those folks I'll miss have all gone.

Helium mask.

I went through a serious bout of cancer when I was 30 and saw what it looks like trying to fight the inevitable. I've been cancer free for about 9 years now, but the suffering I went through and saw in others left its mark on me.

When I do finally get sick again, I will go out on my terms, not the disease's.