Oh? How?
If you mean I can do it now, yes, I can, easily. The only difference is that there's nobody to come and watch.
Religion is inevitably bound up in this, but if you remove all of that, then getting out of bed/chair/off the floor in the morning, is pretty pointless. Once you've had your life hollowed out/amputated by in my case, the death of a lifelong partner, there's no fun, no enjoyment, just a steepening struggle to get to the next, steeper bit, to merely stay alive. That's just a built-in urge without which there wouldn't be the species, but theres no value in having it, as far as I can see.
I'm a pile of "chattels" which nobody I know particularly needs or would want to wade through, except for monetary value.
But the law won't allow me to roll up at some appropriate facility to say, "ok I'm ready".
Why?