To most, yeah. Prior trauma w/ psychiatry meant I had to be very, very good at hiding in plain sight.
Only a couple people know it's on the table for me. At least, those who know me now, I bet I have a trail of people from where I just left placing bets on whether I'd drink myself to death or let myself get hit by a car first. Sometimes if I found them again in one of my usual bars after a month of being out of commission, they'd mention they thought I'd finally done it. Since I'd been suddenly displaced from my home then, maybe they think I'm dead right now?
My siblings don't know. My friends abroad might have a hunch. I'm aware it will be devastating for them if it happens too soon. I'm trying to hold on so I can simply pretend I simply vanished again if/when it gets to that point.