I tried to do it about 3 days ago. I tried to take my own life. It was a situation where it should have happened, and I was prepared for it. I had written all my notes to everyone who would have cared and I cleaned my room so it wouldn’t be a hassle afterwards. I was ready and I did it. I drank bleach until I couldn’t take it. I knew the end was near and my peace would soon come. But my peace never came. I woke up the next morning drowsy and in pain. But 3 days have now passed and the bleach got out of my system. I don’t understand why I didn’t die, I should have. Why can’t I do anything right?
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Quite simple…..
God saved you.
Sorry you did not find peace.
Did you fully research the Bleach Method?
Do you believe there is reason you did not die?
Do you henestly believe it is your time to go?
Im here if you need someone to listen to you.
I will not judge your choices. I will support any choice you make.
I wish you will give life one more shot. But if not, im still here. Let me show you to the end that someone does care about you.
Please take care and get some rest.
If you have a faith…
Maybe God did save you.
He still has intent for you to stay here.
Put your faith in him.
You have a second chance.
If your not religious, its ok to disredard this comment. I was compelled after reading Mr.BadGuy to leave this comment. Any perspective to help me help you is a valuable tool.
You ever consider you may have unfinished business? It’d be wise to “settle all accounts” before cashing out. I feel that’s why my previous attempts failed, well that and I had no clue as to what the feck I was doing. I was young, so help me…
Get some rest for now. I recommend whiskey n’ ginger beer if you’re fixing for a drink.
I’m not the religious type.
I did research and the amount I took should have killed me.
I honestly don’t know why I didn’t die.
And I do believe its my time to go. I have no drive or ability to try. I’ve been stuck in my hole of depression for too long. I am losing my emotions. I’m nothing but a burden to my friends and family. I don’t know, I was ready to die and I still am. I just wanted a gun to make it happen faster, with no pain.
Hmm… I considered blowing my brains out, I remembered something about some random guy at a party who was shot point blank range with an AR-15 type rifle using a 5.56mm round. He was shot in the back of his head *supposedly* hitting something vital and yet..he lived. Can’t remember if he was human or a veggie afterwards, but the fact remains that it won’t guarantee insta-perma-death.
I’m ready to die as well. Is it possible to be a burden on one’s self? That’s how I feel anyway. I have no friends so that parts void for me.