I can't speak for you of course and I have had a similar instinct, but I think there's another perspective that I personally don't yet grasp.

Think of the famous Dylan Thomas poem, Do not go gentle into that good night

    Do not go gentle into that good night
    Old age should burn and rave at close of day;
    Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

    Though wise men at their end know dark is right,
    Because their words had forked no lightning they
    Do not go gentle into that good night.

    Good men, the last wave by, crying how bright
    Their frail deeds might have danced in a green bay,
    Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

    Wild men who caught and sang the sun in flight,
    And learn, too late, they grieved it on its way,
    Do not go gentle into that good night.

    Grave men, near death, who see with blinding sight
    Blind eyes could blaze like meteors and be gay,
    Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

    And you, my father, there on the sad height,
    Curse, bless, me now with your fierce tears, I pray.
    Do not go gentle into that good night.
    Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

I suspect many HN users have a similar perspective, as I have had. But one day I realized that the poem was published when Thomas was ~37 years old and dedicated to Thomas' father. I realized that it is not the wisdom of an elderly person, but a young person who (in my reading) realizes their parent's mortality and morbidity, and pleads desperately against it. Elderly people I know don't say these things.

The parent's comment and Thomas' perspective make perfect sense for a younger person: If you are young, do not go gentle, and do not linger in a place like a nursing home - to demonstrate the difference in stages of life, a nursing home is accepted for elderly people, but just imagine the absurdity of a healthy 37 year old living in one; at that age, it would be indeed be barely living. An opium den would almost be seen as more acceptable.

But in my experience and understanding, and again for reasons some of which I guess at but don't yet grasp, for elderly people it's very often different. Some elderly people I know well are much more accepting of death, in ways they don't often discuss with young people, just like they don't discuss many physical issues of aging - death is all around them; they have growing maladies and can't avoid risking death (a flu, a broken hip, Covid, etc., all carry that risk); their business includes planning their own deaths via wills, DNR instructions, etc.; and their friends and colleagues are not getting married, getting new jobs, having new kids, they are dying - and they are more tired of life.

But what do I know? I think I know nothing, like a 13 year old talking about life at 37. Maybe Dylan Thomas (at age 37) and I are not quite ready to know the truth of old age. I don't tell teenagers many of the worst elements of adulthood; why burden them and take away the optimism and energy of youth? They will learn anyway, and now is their chance to enjoy what they have.