Manaaja
euROPE
- Sep 10, 2018
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(I wrote this some time ago, saved it, but forgot to post.)
I have always disliked the idea of poisoning because of the low success rates. The doze may be off, the poison might not do anything, you might puke, it takes a long time, you might call the ambulance, you might change your mind etc. But because none of the hanging attempts have worked and because I happened to read that yews are highly poisonous and I happened to find some, I thought "What the hell, might as well try, better than living".
I read that the berries are the least poisonous parts (and all other parts of the whole yew contain poison except for the red part of the berry), so I didn't use them. (I did taste a few and they tasted good.) I used needles and branches (which tasted okay, like birch leaves but a bit less bitter, but still a strong taste).
On the first day after reading about yews, I ate one needle just to see what would happen, nothing. Then I slowly built my courage by eating it a tiny bit more and more each day (five needles, one tea spoonful, two tea spoonfuls etc.). No effects. Then I think I might have had one day when I didn't take any, and then I ate it again, two spoonfuls (kitchen spoons, btw), again nothing much happened.
Then, on the same day that I had eaten two kitchen spoonfuls of it, I brew one cup of tea using the needles and branches, I don't remember how much of it I drank (it wasn't more than one cup, but it might have been only half or even only one fourth of it). And I can't remember how much time (maybe 15 minutes, maybe an hour, I can't remember the exact time) after that I started feeling really dizzy and fainty, heart beat went up, brainfog came and thinking became hard, several body parts went numb, walking and moving my body became more difficult (though I was still able to use the toilet for example, but it was hard). I felt I would die there and then. I got a small panic attack and survival instinct hit hard, thinking was hard, doing anything was hard. I almost called the ambulance, because I really felt that I needed to be around people, I didn't want to die alone. I felt like running to neighbor and asking for help. I just didn't want to be alone. Part of me wanted to die, part of me didn't want to die, part of me wanted to drink more of the tea and lay in bed alone and die, but the bigger part of me wanted to be around people.
I started quickly hiding the poison and all evidence and thought about deleting everything on my browser history and locking my phone in case someone wanted to check my phone to see if I had suicidal thoughts. Thankfully even though I was dying and could barely think I was still smart enough to know that I couldn't let anyone know it was a ctb attempt, I would just lie that I had no idea why I was suddenly dying. Better let them think that it was a disease or an accidental poisoning. It was strange but great that even though I could hardly remember my own name I still had the sense of mind to know that I couldn't tell anyone it was a suicide attempt. I want to thank this forum for that.
In the end I didn't end up calling the ambulance thankfully. I took six tablets of medical charcoal that drains poison and drank a few cups of water and alternated between lying in bed and walking around. I felt a bit better after one hour, and much better after two hours. I don't think I got any permanent physical damage out of it, but I was definitely scarred mentally, hanging is mentally much easier for me than eating/drinking poison and wondering whether I will die or not and when.
I still find it hard to believe that it went from doing nothing to almost killing me. I wonder if I hadn't taken the charcoal would I be dead...
What I found strange was that my stomach didn't hurt at all (I thought it would hurt in the tummy but my tummy was fine), though some parts of my body went numb. It wasn't painful at all. If only I didn't get a panic attack and survival instinct didn't exist it could have been a really peaceful way out. I didn't experience any puking. I didn't feel nauseous either. I didn't fast before it or anything. If anyone is curious, the leaves and branches had been inside (on table, in room temperature) for about a week on the day I drank the cup.
I have always disliked the idea of poisoning because of the low success rates. The doze may be off, the poison might not do anything, you might puke, it takes a long time, you might call the ambulance, you might change your mind etc. But because none of the hanging attempts have worked and because I happened to read that yews are highly poisonous and I happened to find some, I thought "What the hell, might as well try, better than living".
I read that the berries are the least poisonous parts (and all other parts of the whole yew contain poison except for the red part of the berry), so I didn't use them. (I did taste a few and they tasted good.) I used needles and branches (which tasted okay, like birch leaves but a bit less bitter, but still a strong taste).
On the first day after reading about yews, I ate one needle just to see what would happen, nothing. Then I slowly built my courage by eating it a tiny bit more and more each day (five needles, one tea spoonful, two tea spoonfuls etc.). No effects. Then I think I might have had one day when I didn't take any, and then I ate it again, two spoonfuls (kitchen spoons, btw), again nothing much happened.
Then, on the same day that I had eaten two kitchen spoonfuls of it, I brew one cup of tea using the needles and branches, I don't remember how much of it I drank (it wasn't more than one cup, but it might have been only half or even only one fourth of it). And I can't remember how much time (maybe 15 minutes, maybe an hour, I can't remember the exact time) after that I started feeling really dizzy and fainty, heart beat went up, brainfog came and thinking became hard, several body parts went numb, walking and moving my body became more difficult (though I was still able to use the toilet for example, but it was hard). I felt I would die there and then. I got a small panic attack and survival instinct hit hard, thinking was hard, doing anything was hard. I almost called the ambulance, because I really felt that I needed to be around people, I didn't want to die alone. I felt like running to neighbor and asking for help. I just didn't want to be alone. Part of me wanted to die, part of me didn't want to die, part of me wanted to drink more of the tea and lay in bed alone and die, but the bigger part of me wanted to be around people.
I started quickly hiding the poison and all evidence and thought about deleting everything on my browser history and locking my phone in case someone wanted to check my phone to see if I had suicidal thoughts. Thankfully even though I was dying and could barely think I was still smart enough to know that I couldn't let anyone know it was a ctb attempt, I would just lie that I had no idea why I was suddenly dying. Better let them think that it was a disease or an accidental poisoning. It was strange but great that even though I could hardly remember my own name I still had the sense of mind to know that I couldn't tell anyone it was a suicide attempt. I want to thank this forum for that.
In the end I didn't end up calling the ambulance thankfully. I took six tablets of medical charcoal that drains poison and drank a few cups of water and alternated between lying in bed and walking around. I felt a bit better after one hour, and much better after two hours. I don't think I got any permanent physical damage out of it, but I was definitely scarred mentally, hanging is mentally much easier for me than eating/drinking poison and wondering whether I will die or not and when.
I still find it hard to believe that it went from doing nothing to almost killing me. I wonder if I hadn't taken the charcoal would I be dead...
What I found strange was that my stomach didn't hurt at all (I thought it would hurt in the tummy but my tummy was fine), though some parts of my body went numb. It wasn't painful at all. If only I didn't get a panic attack and survival instinct didn't exist it could have been a really peaceful way out. I didn't experience any puking. I didn't feel nauseous either. I didn't fast before it or anything. If anyone is curious, the leaves and branches had been inside (on table, in room temperature) for about a week on the day I drank the cup.