Aspie1 wrote:
I once went to an el (elevated rapid transit) station near where I lived. I stood on the platform, waiting for the right moment to get on the tracks, stand with my feet on the main rails, and grab the third rail with my hands. I must have stood there for at least 20 minutes, and three trains went by during that time. At the end, I chickened out, got on the next train, and rode one stop just to avoid looking suspicious. I walked home from the next station. Ironically, I was more afraid of not succeeding and somehow getting seriously injured or disabled as a result.
I've read a lot of stories about failed suicides and this scared me out of ever attempting anything like that again. The idea of being disabled makes me very scared indeed.