Discussion Describe your attempt

[lavenderlilylies]

I'd assume many of you guys got close to death or even died and were resuscitated. How was it like? Where'd you go? Did your attempt make you more or less afraid of dying?

 

[Happinessisasmile]

Wish there was a tutorial on how to tie a noose:) see u all in the otherside

 

[Forveleth]

Wish there was a tutorial on how to tie a noose:) see u all in the otherside

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[PimpHand]

14 august 2023. Anxiety was peaking. Fear and pessimism with life were never higher.
Said to mom I was going to college. Did therapy. Didn't work. Left home, bought a cord, and hanged myself in another campus, the one that brought me so much suffering.
Didn't know how to tie a nose. Went to Youtube, used NewPipe to avoid age restriction. Jumped.

In less than 5 seconds I turned unconscious. Time didn't exist. There was no pain, no sorrow, only the delight of nothingness.
Then, things started to whirl around. My mind was slowing recovering. But I still couldn't talk, couldn't think, only feel.
I heard a voice. A female voice. She was standing with my head in her hands.
I called my mom. I yelled. They replied.
My eyes slowly opened.
My hands were fucked. I had a blood injury in my left finger, and the hands were "compressed", I couldn't move my fingers.
Lots of people around. People trying to help me, people just staring in absolute shock.
I collapsed. I started crying. I cried for almost an hour. Even in the hospital, I was crying. Everything came down. I didn't die, but that was the end. Everything that came after is part of a new life.

 

[burninghill]

November 1st, one of my good online friends had killed themselves a month prior and I was losing hope for myself.

I'd always planned to be decapitated by a train. I went to university that day until 1pm and grabbed some boba and sushi from town before heading home. I cleaned my room and made sure everything was in order before leaving to go to my spot (I also had a few shots at home).

My spot was an openly accessible railway line alongside a large river. When I got there it was about 5pm and the train I had chosen was due to get there at 6. I drank a few more shots and wrote a suicide note.

It was dark by the time I got to the rails. I had planned to sit or stand but something came over me and I suddently had the confidence to lay down. Unfortunately, I did this a few minutes too early. I started to get visions of the underside of the train and feeling dread as to what would happen to me after death.

I got up and sobbed and recorded a message for my video diary. I'd also recorded a message while walking to the spot which I forgot to mention.

I felt regretful that I'd stood up but also very empowered. Overall I was really surprised that I feared death in that moment as it's never been something I feared in the past. Survival instincts will fuck you up.