ROSSVG wrote:
I must confess that of late I have been contemplating suicide more and more.I muse over differant methods, practicality over theatre. The method I favour is ingesting crushed sedatives combined with placing a bag filled with helium gas tightly around my head. This seems a fairly straightforward and minimum of pain and fuss method. I cannot give any one particular reason for this. All I know is when I was younger I had the comfort of believing that things will one day get better. I now know this not to be the case.
It does not get better.
I feel like killing myself too. I've gotten a copy of "How to Make your own Helium Hood" by Derek Humphry. He's the guy who wrote Final Exit. It's a bit of fuss, but doable.
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It at best just stays the same. I know I will never share a loving relationship with someone, enjoy one of those relationships others enjoy and seem to find so effortless.
I know. It won't get better. Forty three years and I'm still the same non-functional, dependent alien that I always was.
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To date the other strong reason that has prevented me is my mother. I hate the idea of her heart being broken by the death of a son.
I feel the same about my mother, but I'm starting to think I should just put myself first for once and get the hell out of here.
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I gain no joy from life. Nor do I recall a time that I did.
I think you're right. It's been false hope that's been keeping me going. Nothing will ever change.
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You can't drug away an awakening to truth.
You can try, but it's just a mask. If I follow Darwin's logic, I should not exist.
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I do not believe I am depressed, I just have a hightened awareness of reality. The arguments all seem to be the same, wait. How long? I have waited nearly 33 years, how long should I? 43? 83?
Good question. Is 43 old enough to realize that I am just banging my head against a wall. Maybe I should finally do something for myself.