I'll never forget the pain from my failed hanging attempt. To this day, the sensation of that pain is still engrained into my psyche. Unless a suicide method is: one moment, you're alive, and in the next second you're dead, I can't bring myself to end it. My grandfather died last year from his COPD, and being with him...seeing him slowly suffocate to death as his lungs failed him, well...yeah. No matter how bad life may be, that survival instinct is what still forces me to live. Dunno how to overcome it, unless it's an instant death that isn't terrifying. And for me, the only method that could work is firearm suicide. However, I can't bring myself to pull the trigger if I for sure know I'll be shot. Therefore, Russian roulette is the only thing that could work for me, and isn't all that terrifying to me. One of these days, I won't have to be playing this game anymore.