Popping off in mid 80s, still able to look after myself, would suit me.
Do not want ever to be a worry or a burden to my children, nor do I ever want to need help with washing myself, dressing, and 'toileting' as they like to call it - God forbid!
My greatest fear is dementia - my mother went on with it to 97 - a pitiful wreck for her last few years. The trouble with dementia is that once it's past the very early stages, because short term memory is shot, people often can't understand or accept that there's anything wrong with them.
So even if you had a stash of pills tucked away, you'd very likely have forgotten a) that you'd stashed them at all, and b) that you'd ever intended such a thing.
I have seen enough of very poor old things in care homes - my mother was in hers for nearly 8 years - to believe that (albeit with the best of intentions) far too many people with a very poor quality of life are kept alive far too long - in and out of hospital, on drips, stuffed with medication to keep them 'healthy' - even badgered and pestered to eat and drink when they no longer want to. For WHAT?????
IMO it can verge on cruelty, when people have zero dignity and such a poor quality of life, not to let nature take its course.
My Living Will says Palliative Care only, thank you - if I ever get to the stage where I can both no longer care for myself and speak for myself.