So, I’m waiting desperately for my medication. Delivery between 5-10pm.
Of course, it’s 9.45pm and it arrives. Is there a mathematical scientific formula to explain this phenomenon?
WHY does this always seem to happen in life? Waiting for workmen, waiting for parcels…why???
ben001
In UK and suffering depression, suicidal thoughts?
I tried to hang myself 3 times last week. I did the partial suspension (like Robin Williams et al) my natural instinct kicked in and I untied it and got air. My face broke out in a red rash. I feel pathetic for failing. How do all those people including quite small and genteel women, do it?
Is it just luck that sometimes you pass out before the fight for air kicks in?
So painful is my life (lost my home, lost my life savings, PTSD therapy doesn’t work) I am actually jealous of those people in Bali who get executed by firing squad. So quick. They use machine guns.
I am too scared to jump off a cliff in case, God forbid, I survive.
1) Do a skydive a few times (probably costs a fortune though). Get used to the feeling. Then, one day I purposely cut the rope so it fails.
2) Bribe a doctor from a poorer part of the world for ********. Why do we never hear about people acquiring drugs from Africa? I always hear far East or Mexico…what about a doctor in a poor part of Africa? This seems far better than using a dodgy online drug seller. Actually go find the doctor who might be bribe-able (spelling?). […]
Depression, the one where you just feel empty, or feel lonely…I’d love to go back to that. I have PTSD. Every sound becomes a shock, every second of every day I am on edge, waiting for the next trigger. Can relax at all. God I wish my only problem was not being able to get a girlfriend (a luxury problem compared to my daily PTSD hell)