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Oblomov
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- Aug 27, 2023
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Posting this to receive some advise and vent a bit. Because I need both. Sorry for the long post :)
Some time ago, I posted a joyful thread about partial suspension:
I was extremely happy and relieved because I had finally found an easy way to put myself out of my misery. As I said earlier (see the link above), I had a few things to take care of before departing. Well, I finally did take care of them and decided to end it for good. During the period between "discovering" the right way to execute it and finally attempting ctb in earnest, I didn't stop practicing and further testing my position, rope and whatnot. And it was a consistent success. Whenever I applied pressure, I succeeded in making my ears ring, feeling lightheaded, seeing colors/lights WITHOUT bulging sensation, neck pain, feeling of strangulation etc. Of course, I backed off. Not out of fear, but simply because I needed a few more days for other things. For the hope and happiness they induced alone, those mini-attempts were marvelous. But they also made me sure that I'm on the right path and will finally be free soon. I was glad and confident.
Well, I'm still confident. After all (like I said) one should never lose hope and I still think that way. But this joy abruptly ended the day I finally made my serious attempt 3 days ago. Now for the past few days, I feel like I'm living in some sort of nightmare and/or cursed in some way. Imagine a nightmare where you walk forward to reach a door but the door inexplicably stays out of your reach despite the fact that you are taking steps towards it. Yeah, this is how I'm feeling right now. I can and will deal with it because I'm still me, the rope is still the same rope, the bar I tied it to is still the same bar, laws of physics and biology surely can't have changed since then and I'm pretty sure my body hasn't evolved to better protect my cartoid artery in the past few days. Salvation is still there, waiting for me to seize it. Right? Of course. I know it is.
But for some reason, it stopped working. All of a sudden, just like that. I marked my position on the ground using the drawings of the rug on the ground, marked the exact spot from which the rope will dangle by using a duct tape, used a bottle filled with sand to determine the length of the rope, I used yet more landmarks to determine the direction of my body when I lie down, took photos, took notes... It was working. I swear I wasn't dreaming. It was 100 percent working. But now it isn't. It hasn't been since a few days now.
Today was especially horrible: I spent this whole day trying and failing. I'm not panicking, but let me be honest with you, I'm angry. I'm as angry and confused as an average, totally sane and normal person who multiplies 2 by 2 for an entire day and fails to get 4, with no logical explanation as to how it is possible.
My only conclusion is that there is indeed a God and he/she/it or whatever the hell it is, is trolling me. Pulling some sort of prank on me, I don't know. All I know is that this is impossible. I truly have no explanation and I'm upset that the best efforts my fogged and slow-functioning brain can produce haven't been rewarded yet.
Anyway, jokes aside, I know nobody is trolling me. I will get to the bottom of this sooner or later. Haven't given up yet. I don't have the luxury to give up. Sometimes, I wish I had. But I don't. I will succeed eventually. I don't know what the hell is happening, but obviously I'm missing something. There's no other possibility.
Any advice? What might I be missing? Can my neck anatomy and/or my body structure change in such a short time? Or are there other biological variables which I have no way of determining? Does, for example, hunger gets taken into account? Or sleep? Can there be anything that makes my body react differently to the same force?
Some time ago, I posted a joyful thread about partial suspension:
I Think I Finally Managed To Do It
Excuse my mistakes if I make any, I'm not a native speaker. I'm typing this to thank everyone here who guided me through these troublesome months I've been practicing partial hanging in order to find the suitable rope position and angle. It was, until very recently, insufferable. I cannot...
sanctioned-suicide.net
I was extremely happy and relieved because I had finally found an easy way to put myself out of my misery. As I said earlier (see the link above), I had a few things to take care of before departing. Well, I finally did take care of them and decided to end it for good. During the period between "discovering" the right way to execute it and finally attempting ctb in earnest, I didn't stop practicing and further testing my position, rope and whatnot. And it was a consistent success. Whenever I applied pressure, I succeeded in making my ears ring, feeling lightheaded, seeing colors/lights WITHOUT bulging sensation, neck pain, feeling of strangulation etc. Of course, I backed off. Not out of fear, but simply because I needed a few more days for other things. For the hope and happiness they induced alone, those mini-attempts were marvelous. But they also made me sure that I'm on the right path and will finally be free soon. I was glad and confident.
Well, I'm still confident. After all (like I said) one should never lose hope and I still think that way. But this joy abruptly ended the day I finally made my serious attempt 3 days ago. Now for the past few days, I feel like I'm living in some sort of nightmare and/or cursed in some way. Imagine a nightmare where you walk forward to reach a door but the door inexplicably stays out of your reach despite the fact that you are taking steps towards it. Yeah, this is how I'm feeling right now. I can and will deal with it because I'm still me, the rope is still the same rope, the bar I tied it to is still the same bar, laws of physics and biology surely can't have changed since then and I'm pretty sure my body hasn't evolved to better protect my cartoid artery in the past few days. Salvation is still there, waiting for me to seize it. Right? Of course. I know it is.
But for some reason, it stopped working. All of a sudden, just like that. I marked my position on the ground using the drawings of the rug on the ground, marked the exact spot from which the rope will dangle by using a duct tape, used a bottle filled with sand to determine the length of the rope, I used yet more landmarks to determine the direction of my body when I lie down, took photos, took notes... It was working. I swear I wasn't dreaming. It was 100 percent working. But now it isn't. It hasn't been since a few days now.
Today was especially horrible: I spent this whole day trying and failing. I'm not panicking, but let me be honest with you, I'm angry. I'm as angry and confused as an average, totally sane and normal person who multiplies 2 by 2 for an entire day and fails to get 4, with no logical explanation as to how it is possible.
My only conclusion is that there is indeed a God and he/she/it or whatever the hell it is, is trolling me. Pulling some sort of prank on me, I don't know. All I know is that this is impossible. I truly have no explanation and I'm upset that the best efforts my fogged and slow-functioning brain can produce haven't been rewarded yet.
Anyway, jokes aside, I know nobody is trolling me. I will get to the bottom of this sooner or later. Haven't given up yet. I don't have the luxury to give up. Sometimes, I wish I had. But I don't. I will succeed eventually. I don't know what the hell is happening, but obviously I'm missing something. There's no other possibility.
Any advice? What might I be missing? Can my neck anatomy and/or my body structure change in such a short time? Or are there other biological variables which I have no way of determining? Does, for example, hunger gets taken into account? Or sleep? Can there be anything that makes my body react differently to the same force?
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