my name is heather im 22 years old and im tired of living. i smile and laugh in a crowd and secretly plan my demise. i dont have the normal reasons why people want to die (if there are normal reasons) im attractive people say. i am a college student and i have a bf. but im just so tired of existing. i fantasize about death almost everyday. im alone in a crowded room, and i cant handle the stress of my past anymore. I plan on overdosing in a forest its a nature center that has trails preston would be so proud lol. but i want candles,all my poetry and drawings surrounding me im making a black flowy lace dress ,wearing red lipstick and a video tape explaining everything so people arent confused and can get over it a couple days after. (ikr its a bit ridiculous i owe them an explanation when no one gives a shit but hey i can follow one more rule i suppose.) i cant wait for my fate. but until then i will continue to smile and pretend like nothing is going on. dont ask dont tell the story of my life.
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my plan is sort of similar. i hope to walk deep into an isolated wooded area with nothing more than my tent, a sleeping bag, a journal (for final letters and such) and a favorite book or two. no food or water. i will sit and wait until i pass from dehydration and/or starvation.
You will NEVER die by an overdose, no matter the amount, no matter the pills; unless they are barbiturates. I would have been gone long ago if so. Google all you can about the subject and you will find this is the sad truth. It’s the most unreliable method of all.
If you look for a painless suicide, there’s only the helium or ******** hood.
It’s a shame you are not happy even if favorable circumstances surround you. You might have a chemical imbalance that is treatable with medication. It’s worth to try. You could have a happy life.
i like this plan. Idk about the video part i dont want to leave that much of an expressed explanation behind, but nature and the ceremonial aspect i can relate to. Iv thought about doing something similar. Namely hoarding a bunch of weird shit in the woods like that and setting everything up like a satanic diorama
the worst words: die, death, suicide. you dont wanna die trust me heather life does get better with time.
I’m not worried about a painless suicide I just want a drug like,whimsical, sort of daze into death way. I want the experience of it not being quick I want to self reflect while its happening. I don’t want to die only because I’m secretly miserable I want the experience of dieing every second possible without making my outside body look mangled and fucked up.
That sucks dude. Ugh back to square one I guess.
I don’t think I could get away with that I would be found to soon and be sent straight to the mental ward which everyone knows is a punishment and does absolutely nothing.