of course.
though never with a firearm. since the age of 7 i have been so fascinated with the idea of stabbing into my own heart, of course i know this isn't a smart method. the one time i did attempt to ctb (and actually "got somewhere", didn't get hospitalized though), at age 12, i used over-the-counter medication because… as much as id love to just stab myself, i couldn't get myself to do it. i remember being 9 and writing logs at night of my attempts on building up the courage to stab into my chest, but i made little progress. it's so dumb.
other methods in my daydreams are kind of specific, but sometimes i wish for certain diseases that have 100% fatality. like prion diseases. because when you die they have to destroy your body and your brain to get rid of the misshapen proteins. something about that is so intriguing. i know they are painful, but i can't help but to desire one. just thinking of prions makes me feel so happy, not in a weird way (i guess), it's just that they're so peculiar. it's a flat, saggy, dilapidated protein that makes every protein around it into a copy of itself. it's so evil and yet it's not even alive. it doesn't gain anything from this because it's not alive. you can't kill it. they stay in soil, they infect the plants grown in said soil, they infect what eats it… i could go on. i'm sorry for ranting it's just that i occasionally wish for something like that to happen to me. i know i'm selfish, but once you figure out you have one, everyone around you knows that you'll be gone and they can't save you.
…anyways, i could never allow myself to do so with a firearm. i could never acquire one, for starters, and i would feel so, so guilty if i did own one. i don't know why, it just seems so dangerous and i'd likely convince myself that i was a secret murderer in my sleep and the gun was my weapon or something.