I just ingested about 70mg worth of cyanide, in the hopes that I won’t wake up in the morning.
After a shitty life full of betrayal and hatred, it may finally be coming to an end.
Last night I got PTSD, and earlier today I learned that literally all my friends, my boyfriend included, hates me.
I don’t really know what I want my last words to be, assuming I do die, which I probably won’t, Google says the minimum lethal dose is 100mg. But I guess I’ll just come up with something on the spot.
Alice, Richard, I’m sorry. I’m sorry I had to leave you at such a difficult time in your lives. But don’t worry. We’ll hug again. You just have to wait until you die too. There will be an afterlife where we can meet up and spend the rest of eternity together. This is my hope.
I probably won’t die, but if I do, bye guys.
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Please know that if you survived this experience that you are not alone and that I too tried to kill myself one time by considering jumping in front of a moving car at night as I felt that I deserved to die. But please know that no matter how bad things are suicide will always cause repercussions and they will always negatively affect someone that knows. Please know that I understand your pain that I will miss you dearly if you were to die even if I don’t know you.
Pure cyanide is instantaneous, so what you ingested was either diluted or something else entirely. Most likely the latter, so please get yourself checked out or at least try to vomit because mystery chemicals tend to do bad things to your liver that’ll just add to your pain.