My uncertainty I think comes more from not knowing whether I have the guts to actually do it. It's on hold regardless for me until my Dad goes first. I must spend large portions of every day thinking about whether I'm ready to do it but, I suppose I won't know until the time comes.
Regarding whether to live or die though- ignoring the actual act of suicide, death makes a whole lot more sense. Life isn't exactly terrible. I've worked hard to get what I wanted in life but, it comes with its own issues. All I pretty much do is work or worry about not having work. I certainly don't hate it most of the time but, I don't love it as much as I used to.
So, it's all just a bit tedious I suppose and pointless. I'm working hard to sustain a life I don't even want and it doesn't feel practical or even that desirable anymore to try and turn it into a life I do want! I've tried to turn things around multiple times in the past with little success. So, to a larger degree, continuing to live actually feels like a pretty stupid thing to do! Things will also only get worse as I age, probably get ill and have no support. No friends or family near. Not enough finances to support me comfortably. I'm also 44 so, I feel like I've experienced most of what I want to. I feel like I know what makes me happy and what doesn't. I don't think it's practically very likely for me to be happy here.
Plus, I don't believe we are capable of regretting suicide. I'm hoping that, if it's successful- that's it. I don't really believe in hell, heaven, God. It still worries me slightly that they may be real but I'm more worried about this world. Failing an attempt and the consequences of that. So, as a life or death decision, I feel like death is the right one for me. Suicide still frightens me though.