Ever Feel Like Going Someplace You Know You Could Die At?

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I guess what I mean is take Somalia. You would likely get killed there, but you feel like going there anyways. You don't want to die per se, but if you do, you wouldn't care as much. But if you come out, you will have experiences to tell. Sometimes I get depressed and I sure as hell don't want to die, but then the idea of going someplace where you could die seems appealing. Get what I mean?

I'm not sure I can relate. As I do want to die, I don't know whether or not I have the urge to go to places where I could die without explicitly wanting to die, but I have experienced the urge to do things considered 'risky' or that are known to (at least possibly) endanger your health.
Before I was on sleeping medication, I had a lot of trouble with sleep, and one of the things I noticed was that I had the urge to do these sorts of things, particularly at night. It was like I had more of a chance to get to sleep if I could tell myself I'd done something which might prevent me from (ever) waking up, however ridiculous a possibility it actually was. Examples would be self-harming, smoking, overdosing, even just drinking a bottle of cough medicine or swallowing a month's worth of multi-vitamins, which don't seem like they would do much of anything.
I don't know whether this is even the type of response you were looking for, so, really sorry if it's not...

That st sounds like stupidity to me if anyone is willing to risk their lives for it. So no I wouldn't do it because I would want to be smart, not stupid.

I think I'd have to pass on visiting countries like Somalia, Syria, DRC, Iraq, etc. Too many bombs. Too much killing. If their country improves and becomes a democracy I'd love to visit there. Their culture and history must be wonderful to behold as well as their local cuisine.

Sometimes I find the idea of doing something that I know is dangerous apealing, but not because it's dangerous. Generally, when I do (or seriously consider doing) something potentially quite dangerous, it's for a sense of adventure. There are also times when I feel like I'm obligated to do something dangerous and extremely unpleasant, but I suppose that's not what this thread is about.

If risking death is your thrill, you can take a bunch of pills and a bottle of bourbon and play that game in your own bed. Going to a place like Somalia is risking abduction, torture and decapitation with a dull hack saw. To my mind, suicide is a means of ending pain, not masochistically indulging in it.

I have passed on the invitation to sky dive because even if I were seeking death, I would not care to abandon a perfectly functional aircraft just to see whether I could make it to the ground without crushing my skull and splattering my innards on the sod. There are easier and less traumatic methods.