How fast is your train? A passenger or cargo train? Is it a secluded area? At what time will you do it? How long will it take you to get there? How did you manage to overcome your survival instinct?/What was your last straw?
I have no idea how fast it is. I can't find out anywhere. It doesn't seem to be move incredibly fast, but it seems to have a decent speed nonetheless.
It's a passenger train.
It will take me between five and ten minutes to walk there.
Nothing significant happened to allow me to 'overcome' it. I'd like to say with certainty that I've overcome it, but of course things will be different when I get there. I imagine that I will be terrified.
I've spent a lot of my time reading news articles about suicides. That has been comforting for me, because the suicide is reported in a detached view and focuses on the facts, so it seems less like a tragedy and more like an uncommon but not unheard of incident.
I was scared of failing, but I figure that either way, I will probably die; if not from the initial impact, then from the blood loss.
It is in a fairly secluded area. The tracks are away from the station; they pass through some fields. I imagine that it'd be harder for emergency services to access than a station.
I've been down to the fields quite a lot, whilst on walks with the dog. So, it's a familiar place, which I find better.
I don't imagine that I'd be conscious after being hit.
This is idealistic thinking, but I tell myself that if I end up completely maimed in hospital, I can appeal for euthanasia as I will probably have terminal problems, or ask the doctor to let me die.
I think that idealistic thinking can help. Even if it isn't true, if it gets me to attempt, then that's good.
I also tell myself that I will be reincarnated which would seem completely pletely delusional to me before, but it just seems comforting now that I am near death.
I figure, worst case scenario, I have my life shortened considerably and I wouldn't be ignored.
It's comforting to think that it will make everything right if I survive and that people will start to care about me more.
I'm at the point where I'd tell myself that my suicide would save the human race, it that would help me to attempt.
I find it quite exciting to 'take fate into my own hands', I guess.
I feel so groggy and awful all the time, that death seems very comforting.
I used to think that it was really tragic and that nobody else would ever be the same as me and all that, but now that I'm in a more detached mindset, I view myself as one of many, many people who take their lives. I tell myself that my death only seems tragic to me at times because I'm living it, and that practically every single person who killed themselves thought that it was tragic, and that it doesn't indicate lost potential - it just indicates a person's struggle against the survival instinct.