When I was getting into the car this morning the exhaust pipe caught my eye. The image of a hose leading from the exhaust pipe into the passenger window took up residence in my imagination. A painless, effective way to check out. Unless a passerby stumbles across the scene and alerts authorities it has to prove fatal. It takes about 10 minutes reputedly. I would drive to a secluded, mountainous region nearby, follow out the procedure in question and that’s it. No more agony, internal terror, regret, humiliation, it’s all over. The door of every facet of life is closed to me so I have to commit suicide, not voluntarily but under duress. The car method seems as good a method as any. It was under my nose all this time and only today am I considering it. Evidently catalytic converters were introduced to cars to limit the efficacy of this method but it still works, it’s still common. I might have the solution I’ve been looking for.
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I’ve also considered it at times, it does have a certain relaxed, anaesthetic appeal to it. Drifting away. . .
Thanks man! That is really helpful. I’ve been trying to commit for at least a decade.. I’d actually forgotten all about that sort of suicide. I’ll have to try it out if all my other plans don’t work out.