
its-about-time
nope
- Mar 19, 2022
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Got it in the mail weeks before estimated delivery, I have it hidden in my closet. Kind of fun. I've been suicidal so long, 13+ years, but now I have this little magic powder in my closet. Before if I wanted to die I'd have to go somewhere 45mins away or choose a risky method and collect "ingredients". Hard to do impulsively. Now the answer is 5 feet away from my pillow. All the "pre-meds" are in my med cabinet.
At what point do I randomly decide to dissolve it in a little water then down the hatch!! It's too bad the pre meds need a couple hours, it'd be so great if I could randomly think "hey how about now" and be unconscious fifteen minutes later ….
No real plan just excited about the possibilities. The PPH changed my life. I always thought I'd have to do something painful, scary, and difficult to die. Now I have this. I'm fucking ecstatic. I've been drinking tonight and it seems like a great fucking idea. But tonight isn't the night. No sermons about not dying while intoxicated, because I really don't care. Tonight just isn't the night.
I feel awesome.
I used to be so so so so scared and horrified of dying alone. I think that was a big part in keeping me alive. I stopped caring about that though in the last month. I'm alone in life anyways, at least in a big way, why shouldn't I be content to die alone? Everyone thinks I'm going out of town for a week tomorrow, which is my current plan, I could easily stay home and just drink the shit, nobody would notice… ooooooo. Dying alone sounds preferable these days. Just in my hammock, maybe a little Pink Floyd?
At what point do I randomly decide to dissolve it in a little water then down the hatch!! It's too bad the pre meds need a couple hours, it'd be so great if I could randomly think "hey how about now" and be unconscious fifteen minutes later ….
No real plan just excited about the possibilities. The PPH changed my life. I always thought I'd have to do something painful, scary, and difficult to die. Now I have this. I'm fucking ecstatic. I've been drinking tonight and it seems like a great fucking idea. But tonight isn't the night. No sermons about not dying while intoxicated, because I really don't care. Tonight just isn't the night.
I feel awesome.
I used to be so so so so scared and horrified of dying alone. I think that was a big part in keeping me alive. I stopped caring about that though in the last month. I'm alone in life anyways, at least in a big way, why shouldn't I be content to die alone? Everyone thinks I'm going out of town for a week tomorrow, which is my current plan, I could easily stay home and just drink the shit, nobody would notice… ooooooo. Dying alone sounds preferable these days. Just in my hammock, maybe a little Pink Floyd?
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