Long story short, I was walking down the street at night with my ex. He’s said he’s ok with me killing myself after months of trying to persuade me otherwise. I was like, “Hey, there’s a tree. I should go hang myself.” He was like, “ok.”
My ass was too heavy so he had to help push me up this small tree. I took my hoodie off, tied one end around my neck and tied the other end to the tree branch. I’m 5 ft 4 and a half. I think where my feet were, was about level with his head. He’s 5 ft 10ish. I thought it’d be enough clearance to strangle myself to death. After crying and freaking out for a bit, I finally jumped/slipped off the tree.
Obviously I didn’t die. I ended up half strangling myself on tippy-toe, scraped up my arm, bruised my neck and stretched and tore my hoodie. I had to have him help push me back up the tree so I could untie the hoodie. On the way down my hips got stuck in between the branches. He had to shove my ass pretty hard to get it unstuck.
Well. That was pretty fail.
Thought I’d share.
5 comments
I think it’s good you didn’t die. Dying is a very permanent destination.
I hope this event brought your boyfriend and you closer together. 🙂
Well he was once my ex and then my friend, and now he is just an ex and an ex-friend. He invited me down to stay with him, made me feel used and like shit by ignoring me most of the time I was there, then when I asked to be left in the parking lot of some random mall 6 hours from where I lived, he did so. Fun times.
A small suggestion; stop spending time with him, if he’s such a douche. Break off all ties if he makes you feel worthless. No one should feel worthless.
I guess you should be with someone who’s willing to die with you.
Short stoy. Ex’s don’t make good friend’s. He sound’s like a Ass hole.