tired_fishnoodle
Tired.
- Mar 4, 2026
- 4
I've tried to ctb by overdosing before, never successfully. The last time I attempted I had the worst experience.
I took a combination of a bunch of stuff I had in my house. Ik its not the smartest but I was desperate to be gone THAT moment. Anyway- this is how my experience went:
(Graphic detail warning)
After swallowing what I could, I layed down in my bed and just tried to sleep. I couldn't for a while, but thats normal for me. Eventually, I either fell asleep or passed out, I have no clue. I remember being in and out of consciousness. I heard my cat meowing, and he was by my pillow somewhere. Faded to black again and woke up laying on my back, choking on my own vomit. I guess my body decided to go survival mode on its own because when I could open my eyes again, I was partially on my stomach with my arm hanging off my bed. Out again and I started having a weird nightmare. It was just very vividly, someone trying to beat me to death. They were slamming my head in the ground, trying to crack my skull or something. I came to several times to me, laying on my back on the hard floor, lifting my head up and slamming it down as hard as I could. I couldn't control my body at all, I was hardly conscious and I'm shocked I can even remember some of these bits. I ended up putting my hand behind my head so it was slamming on my palm instead of the floor. I remember thinking "why cant I just die already?" I didn't care about the pain, or the puke, or the crazy hallucinations I started having. But my body just kept ruining it. Trying to prevent more damage ig.
For some reason, I ended up sitting up, leaning against my bed. It was pitch black because it was late at night. I started seeing bugs on my wall, and shadows of men outside my window. I even hallucinated my boyfriend entering my apartment. He was sitting around the corner of a wall and would just peak out at me. Then he got up at some point and just sat in front of me. Staring. No expression, no words. Just staring at me in that pathetic state. After that, I couldn't stop my limbs from shaking. I think I was starting to have a seizure but I'm not sure. When I woke up again I was in the bathroom, my boyfriend was there and he was cleaning blood from my head and a cut on my eyebrow.
I don't plan on ODing again, this has definitely changed my perspective on it and if or when I try again, I'll be choosing a more successful method. Not only this, but I have problems taking medications now because my body seems to just instantly reject it every time. It takes an unreasonable amount of effort for me to swallow pills. I swear I can still taste the bitterness in my throat, and smell that clinical-medicine smell even when theres nothing to cause it.
Has a failed attempt ever resulted in something like that for you afterwards?
Has anyone else had any similar experiences?
Has something ever happened that took a specific method off the table for you?
I took a combination of a bunch of stuff I had in my house. Ik its not the smartest but I was desperate to be gone THAT moment. Anyway- this is how my experience went:
(Graphic detail warning)
After swallowing what I could, I layed down in my bed and just tried to sleep. I couldn't for a while, but thats normal for me. Eventually, I either fell asleep or passed out, I have no clue. I remember being in and out of consciousness. I heard my cat meowing, and he was by my pillow somewhere. Faded to black again and woke up laying on my back, choking on my own vomit. I guess my body decided to go survival mode on its own because when I could open my eyes again, I was partially on my stomach with my arm hanging off my bed. Out again and I started having a weird nightmare. It was just very vividly, someone trying to beat me to death. They were slamming my head in the ground, trying to crack my skull or something. I came to several times to me, laying on my back on the hard floor, lifting my head up and slamming it down as hard as I could. I couldn't control my body at all, I was hardly conscious and I'm shocked I can even remember some of these bits. I ended up putting my hand behind my head so it was slamming on my palm instead of the floor. I remember thinking "why cant I just die already?" I didn't care about the pain, or the puke, or the crazy hallucinations I started having. But my body just kept ruining it. Trying to prevent more damage ig.
For some reason, I ended up sitting up, leaning against my bed. It was pitch black because it was late at night. I started seeing bugs on my wall, and shadows of men outside my window. I even hallucinated my boyfriend entering my apartment. He was sitting around the corner of a wall and would just peak out at me. Then he got up at some point and just sat in front of me. Staring. No expression, no words. Just staring at me in that pathetic state. After that, I couldn't stop my limbs from shaking. I think I was starting to have a seizure but I'm not sure. When I woke up again I was in the bathroom, my boyfriend was there and he was cleaning blood from my head and a cut on my eyebrow.
I don't plan on ODing again, this has definitely changed my perspective on it and if or when I try again, I'll be choosing a more successful method. Not only this, but I have problems taking medications now because my body seems to just instantly reject it every time. It takes an unreasonable amount of effort for me to swallow pills. I swear I can still taste the bitterness in my throat, and smell that clinical-medicine smell even when theres nothing to cause it.
Has a failed attempt ever resulted in something like that for you afterwards?
Has anyone else had any similar experiences?
Has something ever happened that took a specific method off the table for you?