Regretting it last second doesn't tell us anything as survival instinct could cause that reguardless of if you are better off dead or not.
Call it whatever you will. Survival instinct, emotion, god reaching down to tell you you're damning yourself to perdition, I don't care. Being "better off dead" is a paradox. You can't weigh the pros and cons of being dead what with, you know,
being dead.
It is up to every individual person to do as they will with the agency they are endowed with, but to forgo humanity and to relish in destruction, to blind yourself to loss, is not something I will ever encourage.
The beautiful woman from Dignitas, minutes away from her death, was very cheery. Very affable. She was talking about Foucault, for fuck's sake, knowing she was about to go. It was surreal, and enviable in many ways. But in her death she left behind loss and sorrow.
@watchtthethrone , I know what you're saying.