It's something that I've been dealing with for nearly 15 or so years now. I was around 15 years old when the thoughts started. I had been self harming for quite some time already at that point. The first attempt I made was, in all honesty, never going to work. I took an OD of some prescription stuff I had and tried to slash both my wrists. I had no idea how ineffective that method was. Especially since I started on my left and sort of fucked up the tendon (mostly normal usage now), so I couldn't hold the blade to do the right one. But ye, it was never going to work anyway, I had no idea where the artery was, so all I really accomplished was giving myself some scars. The second time what failed me was that it wasn't planned. It's odd, I was standing in a nightclub with a few friends listening to a band and I just put down my drink and walked out without saying a word. Went to the river and climbed over the railing. Unfortunately, it was a Saturday night and the river where I live is a "popular" spot, so it's patrolled on Friday and Saturday nights. I was seen and before I knew it I was being hauled back in over the railing by police who rather "insisted" that I take a little trip to the ER/A&E. As a method, it would have worked, but I was an idiot about how I went about it.
Currently, I have plans in the works, I have everything I need except SN. Funnily enough the anti-emetic etc.. was easier to get where I live than the bloody SN is proving to be.