If I ever get terminally ill, and become dependent on people around me, I think I would not want to live. Not because I would not want to fight, but because I think I would not want to make hell, the lives of people who I become dependent on.

Mercy death, yes. Because I don't want someone else to suffer because I am suffering.

Being selfish? May be. 

P.S. Today marks the day when the Twitter Bites take a U-Turn.