Kinda, yeah. I feel like I've been given a free ticket to a show I don't care about, but I'm not allowed to let someone else have it. It annoys me. There are people right now who could make great use of my organs, people who have hopes and dreams, people who's lives might just be hugely improved by the opportunity. Instead, the useful materials in my body just have to rot away until I happen to die in some other fashion, and there are very few situations in which an appropriate medical facility will be able to salvage parts from my body before they become completely unusable.
Same idea, on a smaller scale, for my job, or the food I eat, or the things I buy. These are things I've taken so that my life isn't completely insufferable, but if I could be removed from the equation, they could be taken by someone else who might make better use of them.
Obvious answer is "Get better! Make the most of the life you have! Become someone who isn't a waste of oxygen!" Etc. Which, sure. That'd probably work. So now I just need to figure out how to care, defeat depression, catch a series of lucky breaks in this messed-up economy, and I'll be ALL SET. Yup. It's just that easy...