That’s how I spend most of my weekends…
Sounds funny, right?
Imagine what it would feel like to die… A violent death, and a slow one too… Like being slowly eaten alive by a pack of wolves after strolling too far into the woods… Would it hurt? Hell yeah… But then it would all be over…
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Not funny at all. Sounds pretty sad, my friend.
I’ve ODed on drugs, a slow violent death like that is scary and not one I’d recommend. Feeling your body shut down and your eyes rolling back, not sure if that’s your last breath as your body tries to put you to sleep. Not much fun the slow death route.
I never watched my life flash before me, I was paralysed while too much of a toxic dose flowed through my body, getting cold and near the end, struggling to stay awake and coherent.
As for the pack of wolves.. no thanks. I hate being cut so their jaws ripping my flesh doesn’t sound like fun.
I always thought a big bang like daffy duck did. He had an act that was his biggest and last because he drank glycerine and jumped up and down. Maybe charge people to watch you die like that. I’m being silly.
My thoughts of suicide are gone, I’m left with crippling depression and anxiety. But I try and find reason to carry on and live out my days.
I hope you get there too.
Eaten alive by a pack of wolves would be one of those “no backing out” kind of deaths.