I lived as a "functioning suicide" for several decades (since my first failure to CTB). Every day, at least once a day, I did a check in about whether this world and I were still able to benefit each other enough to justify staying alive.
However, since the moment that I was put in a coffin room (for seeking exclusively unbiased medical care about an issue that supposed MH "professionals" gaslighted me about for more than a year, and which turned out to have been CAUSED by, and extremely exacerbated, by their supposed MH "treatments") I've been actively suicidal.
I still regret that I failed to successfully CTB that first time, but I have regretted that failure more and more every day since I was subjected to unasked for, unwanted, unneeded, pleaded not to be subjected to, and exclusively traumatizing mother-fucking psychiatric crisis fucking interventions, when I sought -and could only have benefitted from- exclusively unbiased medical care.