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So I left this forum for two weeks, and that's because I really wanted to catch the bus, and I had numerous opportunities to do that, being home alone for days, but despite that I just couldn't do it. I felt ashamed of myself for not being able to keep my word and I decided to not post on the forum ever again to not be insulted or criticized, but seeing that I'm probably going to stay trapped here (earth, physical universe, or just existence itself if this is all there is. I'm kinda losing my faith in new age/gnosticism spirituality, though I want it so bad to be true. A lucid dream like afterlife would be amazing) for months, two years at best, and I have really nothing to do (no social life) I'm taking the risk of being called an attention whore (and you have all the right to accuse me of being one, after my infinite goodbye posts and failed "attempts", when in fact I only had one real attempt and thousands of aborts due to my lack of courage). I would tie the rope to my room wardrobe door (it has a metallic object that connects it to the wardrobe), and I would just stare at it for hours because of this subconscious mechanism that would send impulses to stop me. This feeling of intense fear and anxiety triggered just by the simple thought of knowing that tomorrow in X hours I'll have to die. I can't do it. It's stronger than me. Killing yourself it's not as easy as saying: well I guess I'm going to die now, goodbye guys. It needs time, hard work and strategies apparently. Unless you have a cyanide pill, in that case it's really as easy as pressing a quit button. The older members would remember my first failed attempt, but the truth is back then I didn't want to die either, but I enjoyed the feeling of being asphyxiated and I just played with it thinking I could turn back just to faint instead and goddamn it, it didn't even kill me. It would have been perfect, just dying without even realizing it. And I think that's the only way I'll ever be able to make this happen, because doing it while being conscious is out of of the table. Consciousness is a curse. I considered going to a psychiatrist to get diagnosed with social anxiety disorder so I can get my hands on Benzodiazepines, (I hope he doesn't suggest me therapy instead) which I might use for other purposes hehehe, combined with 40% Alcohol from my vodka. Yeah that would be great, another thing I could do to motivate me would be to sign my death warrant by overdosing on aspirin. Of course I'm not an idiot I know overdoses rarely kill, at best they put you in a hospital. The whole point would be to scare myself that If I don't hang myself, I'll have to deal with unbearable pain in the aftermath. Other advices to overcome survival instinct? Can you for example go to a doctor and fake having insomnia to get a prescription for sleeping pills? Oh by the way it was fun reading your speculations about my death. Yeah don't do that again, I don't like it.