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I don't want to interfere in your thread, it's disrespectful. However, I would like to understand why you chose that title?
I understand what you meant by the title. Like, would we like some type of confirmation that we were successful in dying.
I think you caught my meaning exactly. We spend so much time wanting to die -it would be a shame to miss the moment :)
I am thinking the feeling is a little bit like when you go under for surgery. You count backward and you just "let go"
That is totally what it was like for me. I have had surgery, and I guess I channeled some of that when I was losing consciousness, especially the first time when I used chloroform. It was definitely just like falling asleep for surgery, and I just let myself go.
My attempt was not well planned, and I did not understand how chloroform really worked, so I woke up after some time and puked all over the floor.
When I was a teenager, I hanged myself from a full suspension - I would have died if the anchor had not given way. I want to find that mindset again that allowed for it. But it feels like it's coming fastMy attempt was not well planned, and I did not understand how chloroform really worked, so I woke up after some time and puked all over the floor.
My second attempt was partial hanging, and I kept jumping awake, like when you are about to fall asleep in bed and you startle yourself awake. Got mad at myself after a few times and gave up. I have not felt in the mental state to make another attempt since.
Maybe just relief that you are going to pass to the other side.
It's kind of a paradox. Like does time cease to exist the moment you are dead ? What does that even mean ? I'm scared of eternal nothingness but at the same time life is impossibly painful for me to bear
Its true you can't tell you are dead, the idea is really "do you want to know a second before you are dead." Hanging FSH means you have no escape once you step off - so dead man swinging - so to speak
I don't know. There is nothing celebratory about my death. Right now it would be the ending of an almost laughably pointless life. Like why am I here? The moment after death is terrifying to me what happens. It's a complete unknown. Is it painful, scary, etc... There's also just an am I right element in what I believe is right in terms of Christianity/ heaven. Is there like a line to get in? Does heaven work like that? It's heaven? Surely hell but heaven? Is there a help desk and tour guide? etc... I don't really have anxiety on earth is it normal to have anxiety about heaven... Like the conversations. You get to the pearly gates with your group that somehow you died too late for and somehow heaven really does have a line. Peter kicks it off with the obvious question how did you all die because hey that's what brought you there. Before he theatrically with pride explains how he was crucified upside down. As he turns to you you have to croak out whatever pathetic way you died. As the group laughs and walks away you are really pondering your life choices and realize somehow here to you are an outcast.
My guess it will be a singular thought like - "let go"
