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scottvogel
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- Sep 25, 2024
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This is a blog post that I have scheduled to post at 7:00 p.m. local time tomorrow. If you could, please read it and offer any suggestions. I would appreciate that.
If you're reading this post, then you're reading a post that was actually written on Saturday, but was scheduled ahead of time to post today, Sunday. If you are reading this, then this means that I was likely successful in my bid to die by suicide. I followed my own advice and kept this from everyone, including my wife (46), daughters 16 and 12) and my priest, though I wanted last rites. I didn't get those, obviously.
The reason that I delayed this post should be obvious: I did not do this for attention. I did not want to be stopped or saved. I certainly didn't want to wind up in the hospital. The local media has a habit of covering things like this (people jumping off the bridge for suicide), especially if I managed to cause a traffic backup. If that's the case, then my suicide is on local television and newspaper sites.
I chose the [REDACTED] Bridge because of its height and because of the number of successful suicides. My original intent was to purchase a chemical, which, if used correctly, puts someone down for good in about forty minutes.
I simply couldn't hang on that long.
So, after Mass, I took an Uber to the bridge and jumped out. I then took a fast run to the bridge and, without pausing, I jumped high over the edge before some wannabe hero could stop me. Hopefully, my death was quick and painless. Hopefully, I didn't survive.
My Catholic faith makes it clear that suicide is wrong and it is a mortal sin. I guess I'll have to deal with the consequences wherever I wind up. But I was in such misery that staying alive was nothing less than cruel and unusual punishment.
I really have nothing to say to anyone, so I'll close this post by stating that if I was successful, please know that this was my decision and mine alone.
If you're reading this post, then you're reading a post that was actually written on Saturday, but was scheduled ahead of time to post today, Sunday. If you are reading this, then this means that I was likely successful in my bid to die by suicide. I followed my own advice and kept this from everyone, including my wife (46), daughters 16 and 12) and my priest, though I wanted last rites. I didn't get those, obviously.
The reason that I delayed this post should be obvious: I did not do this for attention. I did not want to be stopped or saved. I certainly didn't want to wind up in the hospital. The local media has a habit of covering things like this (people jumping off the bridge for suicide), especially if I managed to cause a traffic backup. If that's the case, then my suicide is on local television and newspaper sites.
I chose the [REDACTED] Bridge because of its height and because of the number of successful suicides. My original intent was to purchase a chemical, which, if used correctly, puts someone down for good in about forty minutes.
I simply couldn't hang on that long.
So, after Mass, I took an Uber to the bridge and jumped out. I then took a fast run to the bridge and, without pausing, I jumped high over the edge before some wannabe hero could stop me. Hopefully, my death was quick and painless. Hopefully, I didn't survive.
My Catholic faith makes it clear that suicide is wrong and it is a mortal sin. I guess I'll have to deal with the consequences wherever I wind up. But I was in such misery that staying alive was nothing less than cruel and unusual punishment.
I really have nothing to say to anyone, so I'll close this post by stating that if I was successful, please know that this was my decision and mine alone.
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