I’ve decided that I just don’t have the patience to try to acquire ********, so tonight I’m going to hang myself with a belt. I have put it around my neck as tight as possible and fastened it by poking a new, very small hole, which makes it extremely difficult to remove, and it cuts off all oxygen. Wish me luck guys. I really would’ve preferred to just have done the ******** method, but that’s not possible, which fucking sucks.
Love you all,
Bailey.
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Shit..
see what terminal solipsism does to people?
I realize someone is going to think i’m horrible for saying that here and now, but i just went and read the OP’s previous posts (mostly because i recognized the name, but didn’t recall which story/personality was connected to it), and realized that it’s very unlikely any of us can actually help this person.
He’s been a hardcore solipsist for… i think 7 years? And has been /determined/ to remove all obstacles to his “life goal” of suicide. He thinks nothing is real, because someone gave him “dangerous information,” but didn’t give him the tools to handle that information properly.
It’s entirely possible that your “phaneron” is actually miscalculating things for you, and that you are artificially MORE confused by your own senses, and your own interpretation of the meaning of “everything we experience is a product of our minds.” Everything we experience is our brains interpreting sensory information received from real stimuli, in the real world, which exists, delivered through nerve tissue. Misinterpretation of reality, does not mean reality doesn’t exist. In fact, the only way anyone can have awareness, is that reality DOES exist, and IS real, even if we cannot “prove” that it is, due to a technicality and limitation due to the nature of being human.
I hope you don’t do it, because i think you’re wrong, and i’d like to see you come out of your bizarre solipsism confusion and get on with your life.
But on the other hand, i would rather you succeed gracefully and with as little pain as possible, than to end up in an even worse condition that can’t be repaired, and be stuck living with damage you needlessly caused yourself during confusion.
Unfortunately, it takes irreparable damage to teach some people just how real everything actually is. Maybe it’s better to die a confused solipsist, than survive a catastrophic event, without any chance of a full recovery, and with a severely limited life, knowing just how real your limitations are, and having to feel those limitations in every breath, with every beat of your heart, in each firing of your synapses, while your mind tries to manifest, with all its might, something that your body simply cannot do.
Whatever the outcome… i hope you don’t suffer unnecessarily.
Really hope you’ve done the research on the method, Bailey – shit can go well wrong if you do it incorrectly.