By all means I should have been dead years ago if I had the choice. I always told myself if things get any worse I will be compelled to finally CTB.
But life has gotten progressively worse each year and I am still here. I always thought I could CTB if the time was right. But there have been multiple "right times" already. I am not sure what I am waiting for. Maybe I want to see how deep this spiral can go but in reality I am probably just too scared.
Maybe all of this researching different methods, setting deadlines, buying chemicals, weapons, rope, etc is just a way of coping because deep down you know you can't go through with it.
I am utterly glad I found this site months ago when I was looking for a venue that is open to these kinds of talks. It feels inexplicably comforting knowing that a lot of people goes through this loop too. Misery loves some company.
When I read this post from my email today, I felt like I've connected to it in so many levels. Your words resonate from deep within me. I too have had too many postponed days to ctb because I kept thinking maybe my problems and worries aren't great enough yet to make me do te deed. I have always been suicidal in thoughts. I have never harmed my body before but then when I got faced with a situation where I thought I can never get out from, I attempted to do things I never thought I would do. My first attempt was poorly done because then I had no way to really research on methods and stuffs. I was just doing things impulsively. And it was stupid because I thought it would work out but it was a complete failure as I'm still around until now. Looking back, I kinda mock myself every time I remember how sloppy I did things then. From that first attempt, I knew that something went off inside of me. I just knew that there won't be stopping the thoughts of dying and ending myself. I have always wanted to end myself so badly in situations I hate to be in.
Few months ago, I have been so distressed I felt like dying there and then. I was so determined to just end things without ever thinking about anything. I try my hardest to brush off the image of my family because if I linger on thoughts about them, I would be guilt-ridden and my resolve to end my life would weaken. But I kept thinking about my problems too and how bad I think it is and I got swallowed whole by the thoughts of things never getting better. Decided to buy stuffs online and it was another stupid fail coz I thought it was enough to make me fall asleep but I stayed up awake all night even when I've taken all of the tablets. But I guess it's because what I took wasn't serious enough to actually make me lose consciousness. Lol, it was just a sleeping aide, not a sleeping pill. So since that failed, I look for other ways. Wished I had a gun instead to just make things easier and speedier. Ended up trying to hang myself with a makeshift rope I braided to make it sturdy enough to hold my body. It's still on my ceiling until now, hidden a bit so it ain't so obvious when anyone walks in my room. I failed that one too. But I'm still keeping it just in case my resolve to really die visits me again. It could visit me any time of the day for all I care, I wish it'd visit sooner.
The thing is, I think I'm not brave enough yet to let go of my fear. Fear is what's keeping me leashed. With fear, the paranoia and anxiety just keeps piling. I want to die but I get mad anxious about having to go through the pain of harming myself. There's no easy way out for me, that's what I'm thinking. Relying on hanging alone when I'm completely sober will only ever be effective if I have literally lost sense of everything. I have this immense fear of the obvious things I will have to go through the moment I decide to cbt. Maybe until I stop overthinking them, I would be able to go. I must really make peace with myself beforehand.
My thought process is so awful I don't know if I'm even saying the things I want to say the way I want it to be said. lol. But I've it sure is liberating to have it out here. This place is a breather I can never bring myself to tell anyone in my circle.
Thanks for your post. I've read the comments and oh boy have I not felt this understood my whole life.