Virginia Woolf Suicide.

[HermitLonerGuy]

I have been reading lately about the suicide of Virginia Woolf. She Walked into a river near her home and drowned to death. Her remains weren't found for a while and her husband buried her remains near their home. She placed heavy rocks and stone in her pockets.
I wonder how she felt and did she suffer? drowning is terrible at first but can be quick and peaceful towards the end.
She suffered depression and other mental illness. Here's her suicide note:

"Dearest, I feel certain that I am going mad again. I feel we can't go through another of those terrible times. And I shan't recover this time. I begin to hear voices, and I can't concentrate. So I am doing what seems the best thing to do. You have given me the greatest possible happiness. You have been in every way all that anyone could be. I don't think two people could have been happier till this terrible disease came. I can't fight it any longer. I know that I am spoiling your life, that without me you could work. And you will I know. You see I can't even write this properly. I can't read. What I want to say is I owe all the happiness of my life to you. You have been entirely patient with me and incredibly good. I want to say that—everybody knows it. If anybody could have saved me it would have been you. Everything has gone from me but the certainty of your goodness. I can't go on spoiling your life any longer. I don't think two people could have been happier than we have been. V."

 

[Iva]

idk if it's ok to romanticize someone's CTB, but god that note is beautifully poetic.

 

[HermitLonerGuy]

idk if it's ok to romanticize someone's CTB, but god that note is beautifully poetic.

it is poetic and it shows if such intelligent esteemed people like her even ctb there shouldnt be stigma around it and mental illness.Also such beautiful and kind words to her husband.

 

[Homo erectus]

idk if it's ok to romanticize someone's CTB, but god that note is beautifully poetic.

I recently saw a book, How Not to Kill Yourself: A Portrait of the Suicidal Mind by Clancy Martin. It mentions 3 authors in particular, Édouard Levé, David Foster Wallace, and Nelly Arcan, who had written novels about suicide before killing themselves. It seems the psychological barrier to suicide is so great that some people spend a book-length of time to justify their action and overcome the hesitation. I think it is kind of overthinking.

 

[heartbroken12]

Self drowning is so mysterious to me— people say it is nearly impossible to overcome the SI that kicks in, but clearly some people have been able to do it. I can see how if you fell from a height, or couldn't swim, or were weighted down by something very heavy you would be overwhelmed.

But if you were intent on dying, could you do it in something like a lake with alcohol and/or stones?

 

[Walilamdzii]

Self drowning is so mysterious to me— people say it is nearly impossible to overcome the SI that kicks in, but clearly some people have been able to do it. I can see how if you fell from a height, or couldn't swim, or were weighted down by something very heavy you would be overwhelmed.

But if you were intent on dying, could you do it in something like a lake with alcohol and/or stones?

I feel the same about this, I don't really understand how people can achieve this.