My dad had muscular dystrophy and I suspect it was tough for someone that once ran marathons and climbed mountains to gradually waste away knowing what he had coming.
I think the bad ways to go outnumber the good ways...
The mentally f-ed up way would be dieing from something you did to yourself, like lung cancer from smoking or liver disease from drinking like a fish.
Laying there thinking "Man, why did I do this to myself......." That would be brutal.
Ever watch the TV show 1000 ways to die?...Some F'd up stuff on there.
S-l-o-w-l-y.
Anything slow. Especially if involves a lot of pain.
I was just discussing the quantity versus quality of life thing with someone tonight.
I don't care how I go as long as it's quick, a big plus would to not see it coming.
Gay cowboys.
"There are no finger prints under water."