I think the rope I had was too thick. Anchored it very well in my closet, slipknot ready to go, drank a 40 of vodka and listened to some good tunes for a few hours until I got the balls to do it. I have a very thick, muscular neck and couldn't get to my carotid artery at all. I tried and tried until I got it to where I had practiced, leaned forward and down. 30 seconds later it just felt like my eyes were gonna pop out of my head and my veins were about to burst, it was agonizing. Maybe if you're on the thinner side it would work out, but I survived and woke up blacked out four hours later to police doing a wellness check because of messages I sent my family. Spent a week in the psych ward with the nutjobs.
Never trying that shit again.