How many of us continue to struggle and suffer in a place we no longer want to be? How many of us have tried therapy, medication, family, friends, and religion only to realize that you still want to leave this world? Most of us know how we want to go and when we want to go, but have that one thing that keeps us from moving toward peace… our families. If we could just cover up the fact that we committed suicide and make it look natural or accidental, we’d probably take that final step toward death. If this is not your situation or concern […]
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So I’ve been thinking about the Helium method, since its the least painful, and seems the quickest.
I do not have access to firearms, and dousing myself in gasoline and lighting a match doesnt seem like a peaceful and painless way to go out gracefully.
And no, please no “dont do it” this website is for those of us who are ready to make the final step, and if i cant get the helium method to work, i will just have to go out on the train tracks, and wait for a freight train, although I think it might hurt (even for a split millisecond) […]
I’ve watched the Doing it with Betty videos on making the bag and putting the whole assembly together but they seem to skip over how to make the pressure regulator that she has. Â I also have been researching for about a week on this and still haven’t found out how to make it. Â The tank I’m getting has the balloon valve on it (said I was needing it for a part, dumb me) so I don’t know how to get a different valve now. Â Any help?
So I guess I’ll live up to it.
I attempted the exit bag method. I had two cylinders of helium, and an airtight bag with a good seal around the neck.
After what felt like a very long time, maybe three minutes minutes (I didn’t think to set a timer to catch a failed attempt), I thought: Wait, isn’t this supposed to cause loss of consciousness in 15 seconds? At which point I abandoned the attempt.
I’m not sure what went wrong. Maybe oxygen in the cylinders? It doesn’t confess to such on the tank. Too slow a flow rate, perhaps? The bag was full, the first 3 […]
no respons not a thing
blood on the floor gun in hand
why coud a boy feel this way
feeling alone coold and dead
he toke a gun to hid head
didunt feel a thing just a bang
then wight then darkness
the war song of the centrey
we fort the war on drugs
but we for got the people who neeid the help
didunt her the yeps and crying
didunt see the bullits flying
just dead bodeys
the floor in blood
what a fucking nice naber hood
the […]
I don’t know what to do anymore. I’ve tried so hard for so long that i’ve got nothing left in the tank. What’s left for a person at this point? How do I continue to struggle on? Where can I find inspiration in a world that I detest so wholly? Why do i sit here typing in these questions hoping they’ll be magically answered?
Why is it wrong for a person who has gone their whole life caring about others to finally be selfish for once? Even if that selfish act is suicide.
I’ve no desire left to exist, I […]
Well, I wasted another day, and when anticipating more of the same tomorrow, I decided tonight was good enough.
I am using ********, and I read where someone used an air line respirator. That sounded best to me, for the questions I had about my exhaling CO2 would not be relative with a sealed respirator.
I had previously attached all of the tank, hose, respirator, and was confident that the fitting were all air tight. On my 22 Cu Ft tank, the regulator has its typical two dials, and a shut-off valve near the connection of the hose for the head gear.
Put on the sealed […]
Lie to me like you used to
Tell me everything is how it should be
Lie to me, did you have to?
Because in the end it never matters what I think
And I can barely tell the sky from the shoreline
And I can see myself reflected in your eyes
And this was all a dream
And it?s coming back to me
A portrait in grey scale
A perfect betrayal
And I can’t even breathe with this weighing on my chest
You knew me at my best
Now I can’t even stand on my own
Being jusged really sucks. It sucks even more when the person doesnt even know you. Getting called a whore by your boyfriends sister suck even worse. I mean yeah i didnt have sex with my boyfriend before and i have done other things with him but i have nevrr done anything with any other guy besides him. It hurts to know his sister who use to love me now hates me and thinks im a whore. I look at myself and always ask if i look like one. I try to not dress like on. I dont skinny jeans and a aero shirt is a […]