I feel very fortunate to go surrounded by love. I'm proud of the life I lived.

If you ever find yourself walking a mile in my shoes, I hope that you would be at least be given the same choice.

Right when I was I was diagnosed my husband and I were actively trying for a family, which is heartbreaking for us both.

Having the choice at the end of my life has become incredibly important. It has given me a sense of peace during a time that otherwise would be dominated by fear, uncertainty and pain.

I feel very fortunate to go surrounded by love. I'm proud of the life I lived.

There is a difference between a person who is dying and a person who is suicidal. I do not want to die. I am dying.

Who has the right to tell me that I don't deserve this choice?