Yea suicide is for cowards. I don't see you doing it, probably in part because you're a little bitch about dying. Death very well may be the great migration to some sort of valhalla, but you sure as hell would never have the grapes to pull the trigger/kick the chair/don the plastic.

You know why I haven't killed myself yet? Because I'm scared of what death is. It is the only present unknown. To say you aren't scared shitless of that is a lie. Religion can only convince you of a lie for so long. Eventually every man must face the truth of the unknown. Religions and beliefs, ideals, habits, and intent: these all diminish in death. Read the Song of Solomon if you're christian. That will explain the disparity and futility of human thought.