I would love to hear about all those different poisons and what they were like!
2018: Yew was nothing spectacular. As mentioned before, I'm 20 and have no access to alcohol. My plan was to wait until I was 21 then make a tincture of European yew extract, then drink it. That plan lasted all of 4 months, before winter came along and I learned about hypothermia.
I ordered some yew leaves from a witchcraft shop and tried to eat it with some ice cream. Tasted bitter, stuck to my throat, ruined the ice cream. No affect from my small dosage.
2018: Abrus was an entirely different story. I read that a teaspoon of the seeds (which were no bigger than a pinky nail) could be lethal, but I assumed that was a child's dose. I chewed up the hard shells of 20 seeds in the middle of the night. Even more bitter, only chewed them in halves before washing it down with water. I went to bed, expecting vomiting and pain.
I woke up maybe 3 hours later with the horrible need to vomit. I barely made it to the toilet, but after I got there, I probably sat there for an hour or more vomiting and crapping out every ounce of water and the undigested shells I had in me. Eventually I ran out of water and started throwing up stomach bile. Bright yellow and heavy and sticky and bitter.
I laid down most of that day, with some towels by my bed in case I couldn't make it to the bathroom. I couldn't even eat half a cracker that morning - every little thing upset my stomach. I'm surprised there was never blood coming out of me. Finally it stopped, almost exactly 12 hours had passed. 0/10 wouldn't recommend
2019: Water hemlock seeds were uneventful. At most I felt my heart pound a bit harder, but that very well could've been anxiety. Ate them with yogurt, stuck to my throat. Didn't chew it. Seeds were very tiny, ate maybe 100 of them.
2019: Datura was probably just as bad as the abrus, but I wasn't aware for most of its immediate affects. I went outside with more yogurt (not too long after hemlock attempt) and ingested around 200 tiny seeds. After 30ish minutes, I started feeling tired and decided it wasn't working. So i went inside and remember climbing into bed - not fully in bed all the way - and nothing else until the next day.
Apparently I woke up, went to my friend's mom's room (who I was staying with during 2019) and had a crying fit. I was incoherent and unreasonable, and after friend's mom got home, I was transported to the hospital. I remember hitting my head on the car's doorframe.
I should mention that I confessed being off my meds to another friend, who visited me in the hospital, who I offered birthday cake to while cuffed to the hospital bed. Scared him real bad, he told me later. Also was trying to find "pokemon coins" on the room's floor.
Next memory was pissing myself while the nurses tried to get a urine sample or something, and had to clean it up. Must've made someone's day with that mishap, haha.
Next memory was of me playing pokemon in the reflection of a sink in my mental ward bedroom. I had a moment of "why am I doing this?" But quickly lost that lucidity.
Became lucid when sitting at the table eating dinner, staring off into space, when it clicked that I was in the hospital. Walked up to the receptionist desk and called my friend's mom "hey, uh, I'm in the hospital... I think..." then got released a week later.
So yeah plants suck. Don't do plants.
I completely whiffed on this. Didn't catch it at all. Yeah dude, you haven't even given yourself a chance to see if things are going to get better for you, if you're not old enough to have a license, you should NOT be thinking seriously about killing yourself. I say this with every awareness, I was suicidal at a young age. But I'm still glad I proved to myself things weren't going to get better, it could have gone a whole other way and maybe I'd be happy right now. You never know before you know.
It's okay. I'm 20. I just have a phobia of driving.