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TiredHorse
Enlightened
- Nov 1, 2018
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As of tonight, it will have been two weeks since my last attempt to ctb. I had tried three Mondays in a row, using eb/N2, which is about as straightforward and gentle a method as you're likely to find, and still flinched three times running. I was defeated by both survival instinct and the ludicrous and desperate need to believe that my life is not as it is. Things were so good for so long that they cannot have now gone so badly wrong --but of course they have, and so...
I know it's time to ctb. I just need to remember that.
I don't know if this will help anyone at all, but I realized last night something that may be the key for me: I have been so focussed on method, equipment, technique, logistical details, that when the moment came to catch the bus I couldn't focus on why I was catching the damned bus in the first place. I lost the big picture. So I'm now trying to remind myself that all my preparations are just means to an end. I need to be calm, all my thoughts focussed not on N2 flow rate and suicide notes and who will find me, but on the fact I have no future beyond an ever deepening misery.
I know my method works, when done properly. I have my supplies readied, all my notes written, and my preparations are well thought out and in place. I am as logistically and mechanically well prepared as anyone could be. So I need to stop thinking about those preparations, and focus my attention entirely on why I have made those preparations in the first place.
When I leave on a trip in my car, I do not think about the next oil change, or the state of the transmission, or the spark plug cables, or whether the hand brake will work when I next need it. I've already thought about those things. Instead, I focus on my destination, I turn the key, and I go.
To that end, I've been running drills with an empty exit bag as I sit in my chair: hyperventilating, pulling the bag down over my face, and inhaling deeply. I don't want to even think about it when the time comes. I've been closing my eyes and visualizing exactly what I'll do, step by step --a proven technique for improved performance in pretty much every endeavor. Most of all, I've been spending quiet time focussing on why I want to ctb; mentally running through the unvarnished details of how badly I've screwed everything up and how unlikely it is for anything to ever improve. For me it isn't a matter of getting pumped, but of becoming calm.
This new approach is feeling pretty good. I am steadier, more certain of my situation, more confident that ctb is my only option. I doubt I will try to ctb this week, but I'm hoping for next week sometime.
Anyway, despite my intent to take some time away from ss to catch my breath and prepare, I thought I'd post on my current thoughts in case they might help someone.
I know it's time to ctb. I just need to remember that.
I don't know if this will help anyone at all, but I realized last night something that may be the key for me: I have been so focussed on method, equipment, technique, logistical details, that when the moment came to catch the bus I couldn't focus on why I was catching the damned bus in the first place. I lost the big picture. So I'm now trying to remind myself that all my preparations are just means to an end. I need to be calm, all my thoughts focussed not on N2 flow rate and suicide notes and who will find me, but on the fact I have no future beyond an ever deepening misery.
I know my method works, when done properly. I have my supplies readied, all my notes written, and my preparations are well thought out and in place. I am as logistically and mechanically well prepared as anyone could be. So I need to stop thinking about those preparations, and focus my attention entirely on why I have made those preparations in the first place.
When I leave on a trip in my car, I do not think about the next oil change, or the state of the transmission, or the spark plug cables, or whether the hand brake will work when I next need it. I've already thought about those things. Instead, I focus on my destination, I turn the key, and I go.
To that end, I've been running drills with an empty exit bag as I sit in my chair: hyperventilating, pulling the bag down over my face, and inhaling deeply. I don't want to even think about it when the time comes. I've been closing my eyes and visualizing exactly what I'll do, step by step --a proven technique for improved performance in pretty much every endeavor. Most of all, I've been spending quiet time focussing on why I want to ctb; mentally running through the unvarnished details of how badly I've screwed everything up and how unlikely it is for anything to ever improve. For me it isn't a matter of getting pumped, but of becoming calm.
This new approach is feeling pretty good. I am steadier, more certain of my situation, more confident that ctb is my only option. I doubt I will try to ctb this week, but I'm hoping for next week sometime.
Anyway, despite my intent to take some time away from ss to catch my breath and prepare, I thought I'd post on my current thoughts in case they might help someone.