I'm trying more self-destructive and risky behaviors. I've been watching a lot of hanging videos (my chosen method), walking around dangerous areas in my city, starving myself, punching my head (even though this has always been a coping mechanism for me) and practicing hanging by tightening the rope around my neck, trying to find the sweet spot and cutting off my breath. Honestly, I feel like I'm fucking up my brain already. Yesterday I had a killing headache and felt I was going to collapse anytime soon. I was a bit worried because I wasn't ready. I want to hang myself, not to randomly die like that. Today I'm still in pain but, thinking about it, I just don't give a shit. Let me die.
Oh yeah, almost forgot. I'm sorting out my stuffs. I donated a lot of things. I'm pretty frugal myself but I just want to vanish and don't really like the idea of these "pieces of me" staying with my parents or with anyone really.
Problem is I'm letting things go and not taking care of myself ... but life goes on and that shit will catch up to me if I don't actually CTB. One foot in one foot out the door. Not good and need to make a decision
I totally feel this. The first time I drowned in depression I "let myself go". I didn't take care of my health, my hygiene, didn't even think of putting an effort into getting a job or going to school, cut off all of my relationships. I mean, I was going to kill myself, so why bother? Then I didn't die and reality came to bite my ass. Now, I'm more than a regular loser, I'm a late-in-literally-everything-in-life loser. This is why, even without motivation, even if I plan to CTB soon, I still try to keep a normal life and take opportunities. I don't want to deal with a deeper rock bottom just because I was stupid and trusted I'd be capable of ending it all, when I know I can't.