Well, maybe some of you can learn something from it.
Not going to make a big deal of it, but I had a failed suicide attempt on Friday. It was impulsive. I just suddenly realised how tired and burned out I am from the stress of trying to get over benzo addiction for a year. That, plus all the withdrawals, and some stimulant overdoses that nearly killed me I think has destroyed my nervous system and it's like I can never get a moment of real peace.
So I just saw this just going on and on and thought "Fuck it" and went out and bought half a bottle of 40% (that is, mint liquor, as Peppermint calms the stomach very well). Drank it, washed it down with 100 benzos dissolved in alcohol. And, boy, that hit fast. I practically didn't have time to blink and never got around to tying the plastic bag around my head as I had planned for as an assurity measure.
Woke up late in the next afternoon feeling pretty worse for wear, but nothing life-threatening (guessing my sky-high tolerance to downers is involved here so don't take it as an indication it's something you can survive and without brain-damage). I didn't even manage that, but of course thank myself lucky. Kind of crazy to think how close I was to death, but that's how life goes.
Just a word of warning, how fast that knocked me out was crazy, practically immediate. I had pondered drowning instead and in that case there is no way I would now be alive. Especially be careful trying anything like this as an attention-getting gesture as, unlike me, you might well end up dead.
Not going to make a big deal of it, but I had a failed suicide attempt on Friday. It was impulsive. I just suddenly realised how tired and burned out I am from the stress of trying to get over benzo addiction for a year. That, plus all the withdrawals, and some stimulant overdoses that nearly killed me I think has destroyed my nervous system and it's like I can never get a moment of real peace.
So I just saw this just going on and on and thought "Fuck it" and went out and bought half a bottle of 40% (that is, mint liquor, as Peppermint calms the stomach very well). Drank it, washed it down with 100 benzos dissolved in alcohol. And, boy, that hit fast. I practically didn't have time to blink and never got around to tying the plastic bag around my head as I had planned for as an assurity measure.
Woke up late in the next afternoon feeling pretty worse for wear, but nothing life-threatening (guessing my sky-high tolerance to downers is involved here so don't take it as an indication it's something you can survive and without brain-damage). I didn't even manage that, but of course thank myself lucky. Kind of crazy to think how close I was to death, but that's how life goes.
Just a word of warning, how fast that knocked me out was crazy, practically immediate. I had pondered drowning instead and in that case there is no way I would now be alive. Especially be careful trying anything like this as an attention-getting gesture as, unlike me, you might well end up dead.