Last night I didn’t think I’d get to drink here again after last weeks shananagins. But after Donald Trunpesue debating skills, I convinced them to allow me to have only a 12 pack of cooers light. I usually get extra with it but conceded to there rules because drinking the light stuff is better than not drinking at all. Eh I wish I spent my time drunk better. I spent the last two hours debating with them once again on my right to die. I don’t even know why I waste my breath with them on this issue. They don’t believe that I have s right to die and I do. That’s not gonna change. I guess apart of me wants them to accept me for who I am and want to be validated. I’d love if it they said – “ok, I see your suffering and we will help you end your life peacefully”. But we all know that will never ever happen.
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yeah that wont happen. however do u realistically see no other way out? i havent read ur history or anything but u actually feel that way?
When it comes to a peaceful death? Of course I feel that way and have felt it for a long time. I’m just trying to get the tools and methods together so I won’t suffer on my way out. I tried all my life to fix myself to no avail. I came to the conclusion along time ago that I’m just not made for this world.
yeah… heavy man. heavy.
Alrighty then
why alrighty then?
In all seriousness, I do want to die, every much so. BUT I’m afraid of failing or doing something stupid that will leave me in much worse shape than I am now. At first I figured a shotgun with 00 buckshot would do the trick. It probably would. According to lostallhope.com it’s 99% effective. But than I started seeing videos of people who where not so lucky and ended up with there face all fucked up or suffered longer than they should have. If I am going to choose that route, which I haven’t totally excluded yet, I know where to aim – in the mouth at a 45 degree angel. I want a more peaceful death. Numbethal is the prize but very hard, if not impossible, to obtain, especially in America. My second option is ******** gas fed though an exit bag. I can obtain it but am still working on getting the money and a way to hide it from my aunt and uncle. I’m planning on moving out so I can have what I need without interruption. My biggest fear is if the exit bag doesn’t work and the ******** slips though it, leaving me brain damaged but conscious. This is why, if I go that route, to be in a very I closed space. The tank should be able to have a flow of ******** for 20 mins, while death should occur within 7. I think a lot about “what ifs”. This will be the most important choice I make in my entire life. I gotta do it right the first time.
why did u write alrighty then on both? did u not think i took u seriously?
you got 500$ ?
I got around 100 dollars. Why? No I didn’t think you took me seriously
Nah, i took u seriously. i mean its heavy shit cuz i went through the same and still am really. i know how it feels.
cuz i have the ******** email. not sure if he still goes by that one but im feeling moral- less today and its 500$ last time i checked for 20mg. i can give u his email.
Sorry if I misunderstood ya man. Sorry your going though the same. I’d love to check that email out btw. I don’t have 500 bucks yet but working on it.
When I was taking to my aunt and uncle this evening, I put my hand on my uncles shoulder and asked him – “do you want to live”? He said “yes”. I looked at him in the eyes and said “I respect your right to life. Than I put my hand on my aunts shoulder and asked her “do you want to live”? She said “of course”. Then I asked her to put her hand on my shoulder and ask me the same question. I replied “no I don’t, do you accept my choice”? . She said “I can’t stop you but I’m not going to help you die”. I told them both that if they wanted to die, I’d help them. Not because I am evil or want them to suffer, but because I love them. I love them so much that I will accept any lifestyle or death style they choose.
Thanks. Sorry if I misunderstood ya man. I’d love to check the email out. Thanks