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morphine22
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- May 18, 2026
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I'm new to this site and this is my first post. I was hoping I would have time to to get to know it better, so please forgive any faux pas I make because I don't know any better. Long and short is I am a 47m and my whole life has been leading to this. But this last year, has been a non-stop parade of pain. I don't expect anyone could even believe me because of how impossible the odds are that so much unbelievably bad shit could keep happening to one innocent person. But last night came the grand piano that broke the camel's back. My fucking teeth fell out on the on the one remaining side I had left to chew with. It's not because of meth use or poor dental hygiene (well, partially the latter), but now I literally can not eat. I always knew this was coming: the death not the teeth, especially when my mother CTB (to use your vernacular) like 20 years ago. She used a .38 revolver. I have always made sure to own a gun should I need to make a speedy departure, but all I own now is a shotgun. Yes, that would be very effective and painless, but I don't know how anyone can follow through with such a horrifying method once they've seen themselves in the mirror. What the result of a 00 buckshot just looks like in a movie is enough to give you nightmares, and I simply can't do that to myself, even though I'd never know it happened. Still, when I saw the teeth just drop out of my mouth last night, I nearly used the 12 gauge. I really don't want to do anything violent or painful, so this is the plan I've been workshopping and I am in desperate, and urgent need of feedback. Please remember, I am starving and can only drink Ensure protein shakes. Maybe I can get into the dentist on Monday, maybe not, but this won't be an easy fix, and I certainly don't have money for implants (even if that process didn't take like a year), and it would still leave me with the myriad of other serious problems BEFORE just last night. Dental problems aside, what I have been going through lately is tantamount to physical and emotional torture, and I've exhausted all possibilities, however remote, for help. I'm sorry I've digressed (I didn't come here to vent, just paint a modest background picture), and while I'm sure there are better ways, below is the best I can come up with. PLEASE HELP ME MAKE THIS WORKABLE. If there's anything I can do for you in return, I WILL, though I can't imagine what that might be.
I am going to purchase a tank of pure nitrogen from wherever they are sold (welding supply I guess). One of my biggest questions is how big the tank has to be. I don't at all understand the conversion of cubic feet to liters, and so forth. I know I'll need a regulator and hose, and I also really need to know some details on how to ask for these things without raising any red flags. That's probably the biggest question. Once I have that, I plan to alter a small tent to make it airtight. Any good ideas on the best "tent" or enclosure are certainly welcome too, because I know if there's a way for this to get fucked up, it will be. Even if I had the knowledge and resources to make an "exit bag", I'd rather CTB without a giant bag on my head if possible. Then I will take my tank, regulator, and hose into the tent with a pillow, secure all vulnerable spots in the tent, and turn the fucker on. Sadly, there's no telling how long it will be before I'm found because there is literally no one in my life to care or notice that I'll be gone. Actually, it's possible if I fail to check in with my doctor, he might contact my landlord, and not to sound callous, but that really isn't my problem. I will have saved them a fortune by not using the buckshot.
Please help me to figure this out ASAP. It's not going to be long before I start getting really sick from hunger. Believe it or not, this is not my first time around with this idea. When I was 23 years old, I altered a side-by-side refrigerator/freezer for this exact purpose. Unfortunately, I abandon a perfect, ready to go, almost perfect plan, because I stupidly thought I found solutions to the storm of shit life sent my way back then too, so I never followed through with it. Damn shame too, because I also had a plethora of IV drugs (benzos, opiates, everything but N) to do the deed as well, but this was back when drugs were much easier to come by. Now all I've got drug wise is Xanax, which is the only way I've lived as long as I have, but I believe the LD50 on it is about 15,000mg.
Thank you to anyone for just reading this, and I would appreciate any words that may help, so long as they're not scripture or something. I realize I don't have private messaging privileges, so this way will have to do. I'd also like to thank those who built and maintain this site, and I would love to leave a donation but I'm too old to understand how to use cryptocurrency. My god, you should hear the noises coming from my stomach. It's time for another Ensure. In the meantime, I can only pray someone will come through to help me figure this out. Considering how little help I've had in life, I'm not quite sure what to expect now, but thanks to everyone anyway.
I am going to purchase a tank of pure nitrogen from wherever they are sold (welding supply I guess). One of my biggest questions is how big the tank has to be. I don't at all understand the conversion of cubic feet to liters, and so forth. I know I'll need a regulator and hose, and I also really need to know some details on how to ask for these things without raising any red flags. That's probably the biggest question. Once I have that, I plan to alter a small tent to make it airtight. Any good ideas on the best "tent" or enclosure are certainly welcome too, because I know if there's a way for this to get fucked up, it will be. Even if I had the knowledge and resources to make an "exit bag", I'd rather CTB without a giant bag on my head if possible. Then I will take my tank, regulator, and hose into the tent with a pillow, secure all vulnerable spots in the tent, and turn the fucker on. Sadly, there's no telling how long it will be before I'm found because there is literally no one in my life to care or notice that I'll be gone. Actually, it's possible if I fail to check in with my doctor, he might contact my landlord, and not to sound callous, but that really isn't my problem. I will have saved them a fortune by not using the buckshot.
Please help me to figure this out ASAP. It's not going to be long before I start getting really sick from hunger. Believe it or not, this is not my first time around with this idea. When I was 23 years old, I altered a side-by-side refrigerator/freezer for this exact purpose. Unfortunately, I abandon a perfect, ready to go, almost perfect plan, because I stupidly thought I found solutions to the storm of shit life sent my way back then too, so I never followed through with it. Damn shame too, because I also had a plethora of IV drugs (benzos, opiates, everything but N) to do the deed as well, but this was back when drugs were much easier to come by. Now all I've got drug wise is Xanax, which is the only way I've lived as long as I have, but I believe the LD50 on it is about 15,000mg.
Thank you to anyone for just reading this, and I would appreciate any words that may help, so long as they're not scripture or something. I realize I don't have private messaging privileges, so this way will have to do. I'd also like to thank those who built and maintain this site, and I would love to leave a donation but I'm too old to understand how to use cryptocurrency. My god, you should hear the noises coming from my stomach. It's time for another Ensure. In the meantime, I can only pray someone will come through to help me figure this out. Considering how little help I've had in life, I'm not quite sure what to expect now, but thanks to everyone anyway.