ITT: we discuss death, our plans for dying and all things related
/Death General/
Life is so boring now. Probably,going to jump off the bridge nearby. It's tall enough
I see death everywhere now. For example, I'll see a moderately sized rock and think how easy it would be to crack my skull in half with it. I'll get out of my car after parking at the top of a multi level parking garage and look over the railing and just me mesmerized for 5+ minutes thinking about how easy it would be to die in that instant.
To be honest, I don't think I would ever kill myself. If I could just walk through a door and cleanly end my existence and mark on the world, that would be best. Whatever method I could decide on, there still remains the time that I existed and I can't erase that.
For now, I think I'll live. I like the winter breeze in my hair and the sun shining on my skin through a window on a cold day. I like these things too much to give them up for some great unknown.
I hate it when people talk about how their grandparents are still alive and how cool they are when they're still 20 somethings. My parents were both the babies out of 5 kids and had me when they were 30, I was 11 when one of my grandmas got dementia and died a year later. My other grndma died when I was 13. Can't remember grandpas except the 2nd step-grandpa on one side (original grandpa died when my dad was 18, 1st step-grandapa died shortly after I was born.)
On top of being depressed my actual physical health has been rapidly declining for a while now. Im only 21 but often i am in pain. I seriously dont fear death at all, I honestly seek it out. If you told me I have 24 hours to live I would likely be happy. I just want off this ride
I don't seek death but I also do not avoid it. I'm very sickly and will probably die naturally within 10 years or so. Come and take me, based reaper.
>mfw this thread
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I had sinus cancer when I was 18. I really wish it killed me.
>sinus cancer
please elaborate
Olfactory neuroblastoma, I had a Small-blue-round-cell tumor in my right sinus on my olfactory nerves. I found out near the end of senior year because I couldn't work or go out when it was too hot or my nose would bleed. Eventually it got so bad that it would bleed every day, sometimes for hours on end. Around this time when I would sleep I would wake up and all of the blood in my nose would be forced down my throat, so every day for 3 months I woke up with the horrible taste of dried blood in my stomach and would have to vomit every morning to feel normal/taste anything.
That was a couple years ago now but I don't feel like the hardships ever stop
I have been thinking about death a lot in the last couple of years. All the people I know have talked all kinds of stuff about me behind my back, so I've been considering getting away from it all. I kind of enjoy my current job (and it pays good), so I've delayed my suicide about a dozen times now.
I have thought about using my savings to buy a small house with a decent sized land in the woods. There's something that attracts me about the complete freedom and isolation from other people.
I'm not suicidal. I've thought about suicide once or twice because I was depressed, never actually considered it. Death is no big concern though, I imagine it's peaceful and quiet. If I ever had to do it I would use oxygen deprivation because it's completely painless. Only problem is if you go braindead, but somehow survive.
Honestly though I plan on living for as long as possible until I get permanently sick from cancer or the like..
>"life is full of wonderful suprises" they say
bullshit, the only good suprise i've gotten in my life was a heart inflamation. Spent a week in a hospital, idk if it was deadly or not. But wish it was
Now i just go as hard as i can with drugs not rly drawing a line on when to stop. I know one day it'll kill me. Atleast i'll die in an my preffered state of reality
my first plan was to hang myself in some wooded area where it's not my parents who'll get traumatized. I since dropped that idea and am just riding things out for a while, but nothing has changed and i'm still stuck in the cycle
I've been having suicidal thoughts for a while now and fantasized about shooting myself through the head with the gun.
But today I've held a real gun and it was fucking scary. I couldn't even hold it properly because I was so scared.
I realized that I'll never truly commit suicide because I'm too afraid of dying. Now I'm in that purgatory where I don't want to die, but don't want to live either.
Humanity is a curse.
I'm presumably dying from some long term untreated infection, slowly losing my grasp on daily activities and reality
I know I could seek help but they'd probably just commit me if I told them about my previous history with suicidal thoughts and attempts, so I'm trying to accept my fate and die like the waste of oxygen I've always been
I'd rather be forgotten forever, because everyone eventually is anyway
I hope I get another chance, but if not...well, I'm pretty fucking pissed with the hand that biology dealt me. then again, what can you do?
if you think that way, here's something else for you to think about: how easy killing someone would be
not the consequences, just the killing
honestly, just how many times do you see people's backs if you ever go outside? how hard would it be to just walk there and start stabbing, or shooting if you're an American
I really do hate it
This image is much too relatable, other than having gfs, but instead replace it with "Has had friends but always pushed them away"
good one, buddy
now back to your woe-is-me party
I understand this might not be a choice but what makes you have those intrusive thoughts? I hate life and constantly have death-related intrusive thoughts but they're never about hurting anyone else
no idea, they come to me just like that
I've never really been agressive, it's just fascinating how people mutually trust each other when they could do the wildest shit out of the blue at any time
Damn sister should fucking focus on her thesis and work harder.
REEEEEE
It's winter now, gotta wait until next year, still have to buy a tent and then just find a nice quiet spot to gas myself to eternal sleep.
I've constantly thought of suicide since I was a 11 year old little faggot. No social life, no girlfriend, nothing. It ate me every day, and I couldn't commit suicide because I was always a little bitch.
Giving myself until 2020 to get a social life and gf. I don't mean a "lose my virginity" girlfriend, I mean an actual emotional love relationship. If nothing works then I'll probably just shoot myself in the middle of a crowd on 2020 new years day. Maybe then people will actually notice me.
My whole life went wrong and there's just a tiny little ray of hope remaining, but it's so tiny that I doubt it could ever work out.
Either way, gotta stick around for a few more months to see the results. When I've confirmed to have failed once again, I'm buying a tank of nitrogen and making an exit bag.
Christmas Day is the tentative date
no idea, kinda wanna bleed to death before new years, or maybe on the night of new year's eve
hope i don't make it to the approaching year
Tentative in what day user?