Serious I had the closest meeting with suicide that I think I would ever have

[11gaijin]

Last night I was extremely depressed. Recently my life has gone to shit and after the alcohol and weed, I think I got the first and only bad trip I ever had and bros it was bad. I poured my heart on this forum about an Insta thot that I validated the other day and other stuff about my life, my desire to have a family, wife and kids. When people said that I was a cuck and should kill myself for giving validation to the Insta girl, I realized that what I did was an unforgivable crime. I was blackpilled and yet I did that.

I realized I must say goodbye before killing myself and wrote the post..... But I found that even in this extremely high and low inhib state I could not kill myself. Maybe my desire to live was too strong. Maybe, just maybe for a moment, I believed that the bluepill might be true and that things will come to a good end. That one day a girl will like me and lust for me. Or maybe my mind wanted me to believe that. Thoughts about my childhood, the good memories started coming to my mind. Memories that were lost and I had never thought about them. Days from my childhood which I realised I had once spent. I remembered my old home where we lived about 12 years earlier. I thought about my mom who had recently changed her WhatsApp DP to a pic of mine when I was a little kid just to show that she loved me. She knew that I was sad and depressed recently due to my work and personal life. That's when I broke up and cried. And I couldn't do it.

I just slept on the floor and woke up about 18 hours later. The first thing that came to my mind was that I posted about killing myself. And I didn't do it and if I went back, people will be pissed. But at the end of the day, this site is my real home, my identity. I have friends irl I am not gonna lie but they know nothing about me. Only you guys know who I really am. Like an escort girl who knows your most depraved fantasies that your wife would never know. I had to come back. And when I logged in I saw so many comments of people saying me not to Sui.

I don't want this post to be about me. I didn't want to post it but the number of people who commented on my threadand pm'd me made me do it. It would be too pathetic to just keep posting without even addressing that. I am also feeling bad that because of people like me, others who might actually sui might not be taken seriously. I just wanted to share an experience that, a day ago, I would have never thought I will have. Talking about suicide is one thing and doing it is completely different. I may be too weak or too optimistic to not have done that. I will either ascend or sui but only after my parents are no longer there to see me coz they would never be able to see me dead and I can never leave them to face that. Until then, it is looksmaxing and escortcelling.

 

[Newbie17]

Jfl, it’s over for "suicide"cels

You truly got us, OP

 

[11gaijin]

Jfl, it’s over for "suicide"cels

You truly got us, OP

I'm sorry if I did, alcohol and weed completely wrecked my though process.

 

[Unwanted]

I'm glad that you didn't kill yourself bro. You gave valuable advice to the whole forum regarding escortcelling in the past and didn't hold anything back, I respect that.

People that urged you to kill yourself are pathetic scum. I can tell that you're a good guy.

 

[Newbie17]

I'm sorry if I did, alcohol and weed completely wrecked my though process.

No problem buddy boyo

I actually don’t know what to think of suicides in general. Do you let them win if you do it or are you a hero because of it, meaning that you found enough courage to do it? Truly a grey area.

Also remember, that we are always here for you. Keep on coping and grinding bud

 

[KV-]

Glad to hear you didn't do it

 

[Henry de Montherlant]

Nice to hear you came back to reason.

Tbh I had a very similar suicidal episode during a night two months ago. I didn't post anything about it because it was very personnal and neurotic, but I know what you came through op.

 

[11gaijin]

I'm glad that you didn't kill yourself bro. You gave valuable advice to the whole forum regarding escortcelling in the past and didn't hold anything back, I respect that.

People that urged you to kill yourself are pathetic scum. I can tell that you're a good guy.

Thanks man. That's ok, it was cucked to give validation to a foid tbh.

 

[NotQuiteChadLite]

Anger was right when he wrote "See you tomorrow"

 

[11gaijin]

No problem buddy boyo

I actually don’t know what to think of suicides in general. Do you let them win if you do it or are you a hero because of it, meaning that you found enough courage to do it? Truly a grey area.

Also remember, that we are always here for you. Keep on coping and grinding bud

Glad to hear you didn't do it

Thanks boyos

Nice to hear you came back to reason.

Tbh I had a very similar suicidal episode during a night two months ago. I didn't post anything about it because it was very personnal and neurotic, but I know what you came through op.

Yeah, it sucks man, and I saw how it is like. Decisions should never be taken under the influence of alcohol etc

 

[lastchancel]

lo and behold, a dead man lives

 

[Moustachcel]

Anger was right when he wrote "See you tomorrow"

anger is most of the times right

 

[KaijuKid]

Good to still have you with us brother

 

[Deleted member 5861]

Was this your first attempt at suicide? Amateur. What was even the suicide method you had in mind?

I remembered 6 months ago I bought a pot and a rope to go hang myself. My dad was completely oblivious but my mom was slightly suspicious, she even asked "you go to hang yourself" and I just laughed to then she shook her head and said "yeah what a question." I spent the next few days looking up how to tie a noose and how to hang myself. In one of those days I looked at all my pictures from elementary school, including the countless awards I had. Gotta admit, I was balling in tears. I started out in special education and I rose up to taking advanced classes and being the top of all those classes. I also remembered all the great times of my life reflecting back. Eventually I learned how to tie the noose and waited until night, when my mom was sleeping, go to out with the pot and rope to the playground of my apartment complex. There was a man listening to music at the bench so I just went on the swing to reflect on my life waiting for him. It was cold and I took in nature more than I usually do. He went back outside after some time so I got out of the swing then tried tying the rope to this climbing wall. I couldn't get it quite in so I then went onto that big platform thing in parks with multiple slides. I tied the rope at the top and looped it around until the noose was good distance from the ground. I got to the ground, stood on the pot, prayed to god in a plea for him to not send me to Hell (this was a big part of all my reflection) and tried to position the noose on me and tilt my neck in one side in an effort to block a vein. I wanted it to stop my blood flow so I wouldn't suffocate for 3+ minutes in horrible pain until I go unconscious with eyes popping out and shit. I wanted to pass out by lack of blood flow so I would deal with relatively very little pain. I kept trying and trying but I couldn't accomplish it. I checked the time and realized it was getting too late (like 11) so I untied the rope and brought the pot back inside before my mom would notice.

I attempted that again and again at least for 6 total nights. I just couldnt block off my blood flow and didn't have the guts to choke myself to death because that is one of the worst ways to die. So I thought the park didn't work so I went to my high school, 1.5 miles away, to try to hang myself in the baseball park area. I did it in the middle of the day on a weekend and told my mom i wanted to exercise to deflect her suspicion (good thing I never signal to her I am depressed). So I walked the whole way to the baseball field (it had a chair so I didn't bring the pot) and tried to hang myself on the staircase, got everything up, but chickened out. I thought the long distance was more likely to make me commit but it didn't. I went back to my home. But all the walking did uplift my mood a bit. However, my suicidal tendencies came back. It is always late in the day to me when my depression is the worst, not when I wake up.

i went back to the baseball field AGAIN for a few times to repeat the process. Besides chickening out I saw there were multiple problems with the rope, it was too fucking long (50 feet, shortest in wallmart) and it keeps stretching like a motherfucker. So I always spent a large amount of time tying the rope and positioning it so I didn't just get back to the ground. On my last attempt to hand myself, I got it up at a perfect distance from the ground. I prayed to God for the last time, praying to not send me to Hell. I stood up on the chair, put on the noose, and tilted my head to try to pass out by blood flow. However, I gained that last bit of courage and kicked the chair away to go full on hanging. It only lasted for like 1 second until the rope went loose and I fell to the ground. I had no idea what just happened, but I saw the rope straight so I realized the rope I bought was too weak to hang myself this whole time. So after that I walked back home, having never attempted to hang myself again after that.

Did my suicidal tendencies go away? NOPE. I looked online for a gun store and found the closest one. Problem was the gun store was 5 fucking miles away. I walked the entire path, even wearing a jacket to protect myself from sunburn (JFL). I eventually made it the gun store, with 500 dollars on my debit card ready to buy the shotgun. But I hesitated because you know, if I spent that 500 dollars I had to commit no matter what. I walked back and forth outside the store thinking about my decision for over 4 hours. I decided to go ahead and buy the shotgun. I walked in the store and said I wanted a shotgun, he asked me for what. I said for self defense. He then recommended me a shockwave shotgun, which was perfect for suicide. Deadly but short like a long pistol. I was so happy but then I found out, I wasn't eligible to buy any gun. I understood the guy, thanked him for the help, then went out. I didn't want to walk the whole way back so I called my dad and asked him to pick me up to hang out. He asked me wtf was I doing 5 miles away from my home and I told him I went jogging with my friends then got lost (LMAO).

Now I keep asking my dad to buy a shotgun for me since he is eligible but he keeps saying "nows not the time for it." We are in a situation where he thinks I shouldnt blow my money on a shotgun. So Im trying to wait it out until the smoke clears then it is bye bye world.

 

[MaxZM98]

because of people like me, others who might actually sui might not be taken seriously.

glad you didnt sui tho.

 

[YungCell]

Atleast you address not doing it unlike some of the fags on here who post suicide good bye threads for attention

 

[Zesto]

Glad to see you're still among the living boyo!

We need more chronicles of your escortceling.

If you wanted to die so badly being smothered by a 10/10 thai escort might not be a bad way to do it. Or at the very least feel like you were dying.

 

[FlyFace]

Was this your first attempt at suicide? Amateur.

Hah, try coming out of your moms womb with your umbilical cord wrapped around your neck haha. Nurse thot had to go and cut it didn't she.. next I was bit by a fucking fly when I was 1, which should have killed me, I had to be fed through a tube in my nose.. then I had that drowning episode at a water park when I was 8 or something.. a frantic scramble for air only to find your body floating in black clouds before being resuscitated and crashing back into this shit horrible world. Always managing to die but never staying dead.. a true Rasputin I am.

 

[kernkraft]

Be safe OP

 

[Zaetheus]

 

[Inbuddhist]

Obviously suicide is hard if you have no method and rely on sui by magical thinking.

I'm planning on ordering Nembutal and just drinking it, doesn't require a fight againt survival mechanisms like some other methods

 

[SadRealistcel]

Im just glad you didn't rope tbh tbh ngl ngl

 

[BansBandit]

Was this your first attempt at suicide? Amateur. What was even the suicide method you had in mind?

I remembered 6 months ago I bought a pot and a rope to go hang myself. My dad was completely oblivious but my mom was slightly suspicious, she even asked "you go to hang yourself" and I just laughed to then she shook her head and said "yeah what a question." I spent the next few days looking up how to tie a noose and how to hang myself. In one of those days I looked at all my pictures from elementary school, including the countless awards I had. Gotta admit, I was balling in tears. I started out in special education and I rose up to taking advanced classes and being the top of all those classes. I also remembered all the great times of my life reflecting back. Eventually I learned how to tie the noose and waited until night, when my mom was sleeping, go to out with the pot and rope to the playground of my apartment complex. There was a man listening to music at the bench so I just went on the swing to reflect on my life waiting for him. It was cold and I took in nature more than I usually do. He went back outside after some time so I got out of the swing then tried tying the rope to this climbing wall. I couldn't get it quite in so I then went onto that big platform thing in parks with multiple slides. I tied the rope at the top and looped it around until the noose was good distance from the ground. I got to the ground, stood on the pot, prayed to god in a plea for him to not send me to Hell (this was a big part of all my reflection) and tried to position the noose on me and tilt my neck in one side in an effort to block a vein. I wanted it to stop my blood flow so I wouldn't suffocate for 3+ minutes in horrible pain until I go unconscious with eyes popping out and shit. I wanted to pass out by lack of blood flow so I would deal with relatively very little pain. I kept trying and trying but I couldn't accomplish it. I checked the time and realized it was getting too late (like 11) so I untied the rope and brought the pot back inside before my mom would notice.

I attempted that again and again at least for 6 total nights. I just couldnt block off my blood flow and didn't have the guts to choke myself to death because that is one of the worst ways to die. So I thought the park didn't work so I went to my high school, 1.5 miles away, to try to hang myself in the baseball park area. I did it in the middle of the day on a weekend and told my mom i wanted to exercise to deflect her suspicion (good thing I never signal to her I am depressed). So I walked the whole way to the baseball field (it had a chair so I didn't bring the pot) and tried to hang myself on the staircase, got everything up, but chickened out. I thought the long distance was more likely to make me commit but it didn't. I went back to my home. But all the walking did uplift my mood a bit. However, my suicidal tendencies came back. It is always late in the day to me when my depression is the worst, not when I wake up.

i went back to the baseball field AGAIN for a few times to repeat the process. Besides chickening out I saw there were multiple problems with the rope, it was too fucking long (50 feet, shortest in wallmart) and it keeps stretching like a motherfucker. So I always spent a large amount of time tying the rope and positioning it so I didn't just get back to the ground. On my last attempt to hand myself, I got it up at a perfect distance from the ground. I prayed to God for the last time, praying to not send me to Hell. I stood up on the chair, put on the noose, and tilted my head to try to pass out by blood flow. However, I gained that last bit of courage and kicked the chair away to go full on hanging. It only lasted for like 1 second until the rope went loose and I fell to the ground. I had no idea what just happened, but I saw the rope straight so I realized the rope I bought was too weak to hang myself this whole time. So after that I walked back home, having never attempted to hang myself again after that.

Did my suicidal tendencies go away? NOPE. I looked online for a gun store and found the closest one. Problem was the gun store was 5 fucking miles away. I walked the entire path, even wearing a jacket to protect myself from sunburn (JFL). I eventually made it the gun store, with 500 dollars on my debit card ready to buy the shotgun. But I hesitated because you know, if I spent that 500 dollars I had to commit no matter what. I walked back and forth outside the store thinking about my decision for over 4 hours. I decided to go ahead and buy the shotgun. I walked in the store and said I wanted a shotgun, he asked me for what. I said for self defense. He then recommended me a shockwave shotgun, which was perfect for suicide. Deadly but short like a long pistol. I was so happy but then I found out, I wasn't eligible to buy any gun. I understood the guy, thanked him for the help, then went out. I didn't want to walk the whole way back so I called my dad and asked him to pick me up to hang out. He asked me wtf was I doing 5 miles away from my home and I told him I went jogging with my friends then got lost (LMAO).

Now I keep asking my dad to buy a shotgun for me since he is eligible but he keeps saying "nows not the time for it." We are in a situation where he thinks I shouldnt blow my money on a shotgun. So Im trying to wait it out until the smoke clears then it is bye bye world.

Ya I attempted to hang myself several times as well, dont shoot urself m8, not worth it just die of natural causes, smoke cigs if u wanna die faster

 

[AGD1988]

Glad to see you're still here

 

[Observer237]

A fly?

 

[Gremlincel]

Just, live to fuck hookers OP, tbh.

Was this your first attempt at suicide? Amateur. What was even the suicide method you had in mind?

I remembered 6 months ago I bought a pot and a rope to go hang myself. My dad was completely oblivious but my mom was slightly suspicious, she even asked "you go to hang yourself" and I just laughed to then she shook her head and said "yeah what a question." I spent the next few days looking up how to tie a noose and how to hang myself. In one of those days I looked at all my pictures from elementary school, including the countless awards I had. Gotta admit, I was balling in tears. I started out in special education and I rose up to taking advanced classes and being the top of all those classes. I also remembered all the great times of my life reflecting back. Eventually I learned how to tie the noose and waited until night, when my mom was sleeping, go to out with the pot and rope to the playground of my apartment complex. There was a man listening to music at the bench so I just went on the swing to reflect on my life waiting for him. It was cold and I took in nature more than I usually do. He went back outside after some time so I got out of the swing then tried tying the rope to this climbing wall. I couldn't get it quite in so I then went onto that big platform thing in parks with multiple slides. I tied the rope at the top and looped it around until the noose was good distance from the ground. I got to the ground, stood on the pot, prayed to god in a plea for him to not send me to Hell (this was a big part of all my reflection) and tried to position the noose on me and tilt my neck in one side in an effort to block a vein. I wanted it to stop my blood flow so I wouldn't suffocate for 3+ minutes in horrible pain until I go unconscious with eyes popping out and shit. I wanted to pass out by lack of blood flow so I would deal with relatively very little pain. I kept trying and trying but I couldn't accomplish it. I checked the time and realized it was getting too late (like 11) so I untied the rope and brought the pot back inside before my mom would notice.

I attempted that again and again at least for 6 total nights. I just couldnt block off my blood flow and didn't have the guts to choke myself to death because that is one of the worst ways to die. So I thought the park didn't work so I went to my high school, 1.5 miles away, to try to hang myself in the baseball park area. I did it in the middle of the day on a weekend and told my mom i wanted to exercise to deflect her suspicion (good thing I never signal to her I am depressed). So I walked the whole way to the baseball field (it had a chair so I didn't bring the pot) and tried to hang myself on the staircase, got everything up, but chickened out. I thought the long distance was more likely to make me commit but it didn't. I went back to my home. But all the walking did uplift my mood a bit. However, my suicidal tendencies came back. It is always late in the day to me when my depression is the worst, not when I wake up.

i went back to the baseball field AGAIN for a few times to repeat the process. Besides chickening out I saw there were multiple problems with the rope, it was too fucking long (50 feet, shortest in wallmart) and it keeps stretching like a motherfucker. So I always spent a large amount of time tying the rope and positioning it so I didn't just get back to the ground. On my last attempt to hand myself, I got it up at a perfect distance from the ground. I prayed to God for the last time, praying to not send me to Hell. I stood up on the chair, put on the noose, and tilted my head to try to pass out by blood flow. However, I gained that last bit of courage and kicked the chair away to go full on hanging. It only lasted for like 1 second until the rope went loose and I fell to the ground. I had no idea what just happened, but I saw the rope straight so I realized the rope I bought was too weak to hang myself this whole time. So after that I walked back home, having never attempted to hang myself again after that.

Did my suicidal tendencies go away? NOPE. I looked online for a gun store and found the closest one. Problem was the gun store was 5 fucking miles away. I walked the entire path, even wearing a jacket to protect myself from sunburn (JFL). I eventually made it the gun store, with 500 dollars on my debit card ready to buy the shotgun. But I hesitated because you know, if I spent that 500 dollars I had to commit no matter what. I walked back and forth outside the store thinking about my decision for over 4 hours. I decided to go ahead and buy the shotgun. I walked in the store and said I wanted a shotgun, he asked me for what. I said for self defense. He then recommended me a shockwave shotgun, which was perfect for suicide. Deadly but short like a long pistol. I was so happy but then I found out, I wasn't eligible to buy any gun. I understood the guy, thanked him for the help, then went out. I didn't want to walk the whole way back so I called my dad and asked him to pick me up to hang out. He asked me wtf was I doing 5 miles away from my home and I told him I went jogging with my friends then got lost (LMAO).

Now I keep asking my dad to buy a shotgun for me since he is eligible but he keeps saying "nows not the time for it." We are in a situation where he thinks I shouldnt blow my money on a shotgun. So Im trying to wait it out until the smoke clears then it is bye bye world.

Damn, that is brutal. I can relate.

 

[Deleted member 10124]

I'm glad you're alive even though I did say all suicide posters should be banned.

Good luck with your ascension and Escortcelling. Glad I'm not the only prolific Escortceller well it was once upon a time.

 

[Anger]

anger is most of the times right

Anger was right when he wrote "See you tomorrow"

 

[11gaijin]

Good to still have you with us brother

thanks bruh

Was this your first attempt at suicide? Amateur. What was even the suicide method you had in mind?

I remembered 6 months ago I bought a pot and a rope to go hang myself. My dad was completely oblivious but my mom was slightly suspicious, she even asked "you go to hang yourself" and I just laughed to then she shook her head and said "yeah what a question." I spent the next few days looking up how to tie a noose and how to hang myself. In one of those days I looked at all my pictures from elementary school, including the countless awards I had. Gotta admit, I was balling in tears. I started out in special education and I rose up to taking advanced classes and being the top of all those classes. I also remembered all the great times of my life reflecting back. Eventually I learned how to tie the noose and waited until night, when my mom was sleeping, go to out with the pot and rope to the playground of my apartment complex. There was a man listening to music at the bench so I just went on the swing to reflect on my life waiting for him. It was cold and I took in nature more than I usually do. He went back outside after some time so I got out of the swing then tried tying the rope to this climbing wall. I couldn't get it quite in so I then went onto that big platform thing in parks with multiple slides. I tied the rope at the top and looped it around until the noose was good distance from the ground. I got to the ground, stood on the pot, prayed to god in a plea for him to not send me to Hell (this was a big part of all my reflection) and tried to position the noose on me and tilt my neck in one side in an effort to block a vein. I wanted it to stop my blood flow so I wouldn't suffocate for 3+ minutes in horrible pain until I go unconscious with eyes popping out and shit. I wanted to pass out by lack of blood flow so I would deal with relatively very little pain. I kept trying and trying but I couldn't accomplish it. I checked the time and realized it was getting too late (like 11) so I untied the rope and brought the pot back inside before my mom would notice.

I attempted that again and again at least for 6 total nights. I just couldnt block off my blood flow and didn't have the guts to choke myself to death because that is one of the worst ways to die. So I thought the park didn't work so I went to my high school, 1.5 miles away, to try to hang myself in the baseball park area. I did it in the middle of the day on a weekend and told my mom i wanted to exercise to deflect her suspicion (good thing I never signal to her I am depressed). So I walked the whole way to the baseball field (it had a chair so I didn't bring the pot) and tried to hang myself on the staircase, got everything up, but chickened out. I thought the long distance was more likely to make me commit but it didn't. I went back to my home. But all the walking did uplift my mood a bit. However, my suicidal tendencies came back. It is always late in the day to me when my depression is the worst, not when I wake up.

i went back to the baseball field AGAIN for a few times to repeat the process. Besides chickening out I saw there were multiple problems with the rope, it was too fucking long (50 feet, shortest in wallmart) and it keeps stretching like a motherfucker. So I always spent a large amount of time tying the rope and positioning it so I didn't just get back to the ground. On my last attempt to hand myself, I got it up at a perfect distance from the ground. I prayed to God for the last time, praying to not send me to Hell. I stood up on the chair, put on the noose, and tilted my head to try to pass out by blood flow. However, I gained that last bit of courage and kicked the chair away to go full on hanging. It only lasted for like 1 second until the rope went loose and I fell to the ground. I had no idea what just happened, but I saw the rope straight so I realized the rope I bought was too weak to hang myself this whole time. So after that I walked back home, having never attempted to hang myself again after that.

Did my suicidal tendencies go away? NOPE. I looked online for a gun store and found the closest one. Problem was the gun store was 5 fucking miles away. I walked the entire path, even wearing a jacket to protect myself from sunburn (JFL). I eventually made it the gun store, with 500 dollars on my debit card ready to buy the shotgun. But I hesitated because you know, if I spent that 500 dollars I had to commit no matter what. I walked back and forth outside the store thinking about my decision for over 4 hours. I decided to go ahead and buy the shotgun. I walked in the store and said I wanted a shotgun, he asked me for what. I said for self defense. He then recommended me a shockwave shotgun, which was perfect for suicide. Deadly but short like a long pistol. I was so happy but then I found out, I wasn't eligible to buy any gun. I understood the guy, thanked him for the help, then went out. I didn't want to walk the whole way back so I called my dad and asked him to pick me up to hang out. He asked me wtf was I doing 5 miles away from my home and I told him I went jogging with my friends then got lost (LMAO).

Now I keep asking my dad to buy a shotgun for me since he is eligible but he keeps saying "nows not the time for it." We are in a situation where he thinks I shouldnt blow my money on a shotgun. So Im trying to wait it out until the smoke clears then it is bye bye world.

Damn that is sad dude. I didn't know you went through that. I had no way in mind. I just decided I was going to Sui, may be by jumping from my apartment which is at 14th floor. But I'd say my tendencies have gone away. I could only think about that in a very drunk state coupled with a bad trip by marijuana. In sober state I can never think of doing that. Stay strong boyo. Try to ascend. I never knew much about you. Do you live in USA? Are you a truecel or average looking? Manlet?

glad you didnt sui tho.

Atleast you address not doing it unlike some of the fags on here who post suicide good bye threads for attention

Glad to see you're still among the living boyo!

We need more chronicles of your escortceling.

If you wanted to die so badly being smothered by a 10/10 thai escort might not be a bad way to do it. Or at the very least feel like you were dying.

Im just glad you didn't rope tbh tbh ngl ngl

Thanks boyos

Glad to see you're still here

Cheers

Just, live to fuck hookers OP, tbh.

TBH

I'm glad you're alive even though I did say all suicide posters should be banned.

Good luck with your ascension and Escortcelling. Glad I'm not the only prolific Escortceller well it was once upon a time.

Thanks man

Glad to see you're still among the living boyo!

We need more chronicles of your escortceling.

If you wanted to die so badly being smothered by a 10/10 thai escort might not be a bad way to do it. Or at the very least feel like you were dying.

Glad to be back. I'd add more.

That might be the least painful way lol.

 

[Barry]

Glad you're still around my man.

I hope this'll change your outlook. Life can seem pretty hopeless.

I remember being suicidal, and it was similar in circumstance to you. My family saved me too, without knowing.

The world deals unfair hands. That doesn't mean you can't live a good life. If you need to go to Thailand, meet a girl, do it. Meet a real one, not a prostitute. Do what you can.

Give back to your family - they're going to love you. And you can do things that'll make them proud of you.

This site is ironically an echo chamber that makes everything about sex. Life doesn't have to be.

Find fulfillment and pull your life back around.

Good luck to you

 

[11gaijin]

Glad you're still around my man.

I hope this'll change your outlook. Life can seem pretty hopeless.

I remember being suicidal, and it was similar in circumstance to you. My family saved me too, without knowing.

The world deals unfair hands. That doesn't mean you can't live a good life. If you need to go to Thailand, meet a girl, do it. Meet a real one, not a prostitute. Do what you can.

Give back to your family - they're going to love you. And you can do things that'll make them proud of you.

This site is ironically an echo chamber that makes everything about sex. Life doesn't have to be.

Find fulfillment and pull your life back around.

Good luck to you

Appreciate the kind words man. Means a lot to me. Cheers!!

 

[The Abyss]

You made the smart choice not going through with it, offing yourself 'cos of foids means they win, why would they care about another non Chad dying?

 

[11gaijin]

You made the smart choice not going through with it, offing yourself 'cos of foids means they win, why would they care about another non Chad dying?

I think the same

 

[L9xddddd]

Good thing you didn't sui, it would only make foids happy and your parents devastated

 

[CIA nigger]

from now on everytime i see a thread about a lad roping ill take it with a grain of salt

 

[Deleted member 5861]

Damn that is sad dude. I didn't know you went through that. I had no way in mind. I just decided I was going to Sui, may be by jumping from my apartment which is at 14th floor. But I'd say my tendencies have gone away. I could only think about that in a very drunk state coupled with a bad trip by marijuana. In sober state I can never think of doing that. Stay strong boyo. Try to ascend. I never knew much about you. Do you live in USA? Are you a truecel or average looking? Manlet?

Jumping from a high distance is one of the hardest ways to sui as well. There is a reason why its so rare.

I do live in USA. I'm 4/10, even tested it out in truerateme and they believe the same. I am 5'8 in height, so I am a manlet. But what really pushed me to inceldom was aspergers, I would not be incel if I wasn't an aspie. In a sample of 35+ year old men 44% of the aspies were still virgins while none of the NT men were, so it is a severe cut in your smv.

There are so many other factors into my depression than inceldom, so I don't even care about ascension that much. I even made a whole thread saying I wouldn't want to go to heaven after I die if it exists, I just want to disappear.

also FYI I never went to therapy so I am not necessarily diagnosed for aspergers, but I know how the process works and I would definitely be diagnosed since they will just ask me questions and I clean out the list for all the symptoms.

 

[11gaijin]

Jumping from a high distance is one of the hardest ways to sui as well. There is a reason why its so rare.

I do live in USA. I'm 4/10, even tested it out in truerateme and they believe the same. I am 5'8 in height, so I am a manlet. But what really pushed me to inceldom was aspergers, I would not be incel if I wasn't an aspie. In a sample of 35+ year old men 44% of the aspies were still virgins while none of the NT men were, so it is a severe cut in your smv.

There are so many other factors into my depression than inceldom, so I don't even care about ascension that much. I even made a whole thread saying I wouldn't want to go to heaven after I die if it exists, I just want to disappear.

also FYI I never went to therapy so I am not necessarily diagnosed for aspergers, but I know how the process works and I would definitely be diagnosed since they will just ask me questions and I clean out the list for all the symptoms.

Oh I didn't know that. I think Aspergers must have had an impact. Is it bad? Stay strong boyo. I hope that this site and the fellow incels make you feel better.

 

[FiveFourManlet]

I was blackpilled and yet I did that.

No, no you were not, you were never blackpilled, you were still in the denial stage.

 

[Deleted member 1060]

I thought you were really into it, after reading your post about that 10/10 thai bar girl. Good to see you here.

 

[11gaijin]

I thought you were really into it, after reading your post about that 10/10 thai bar girl. Good to see you here.

Good to see you too

 

[TheGoodGuy]

Well since nobody else is going to say it I am. OP got what he wanted attention and loads of it, like a teenage girl who says she wants to commit suicide but in reality it´s all about getting attention, pathetic...

 

[11gaijin]

Well since nobody else is going to say it I am. OP got what he wanted attention and loads of it, like a teenage girl who says she wants to commit suicide but in reality it´s all about getting attention, pathetic...

I can certainly understand why some people might say that. And that is fine.

Btw which movie is that sig from?

 

[Deleted member 10124]

Glad you're still around my man.

I hope this'll change your outlook. Life can seem pretty hopeless.

I remember being suicidal, and it was similar in circumstance to you. My family saved me too, without knowing.

The world deals unfair hands. That doesn't mean you can't live a good life. If you need to go to Thailand, meet a girl, do it. Meet a real one, not a prostitute. Do what you can.

Give back to your family - they're going to love you. And you can do things that'll make them proud of you.

This site is ironically an echo chamber that makes everything about sex. Life doesn't have to be.

Find fulfillment and pull your life back around.

Good luck to you

This. Glad to have you back.

 

[11gaijin]

This. Glad to have you back.

gad to be back man

 

[NeiboltStreet]

I actually don’t know what to think of suicides in general. Do you let them win if you do it or are you a hero because of it, meaning that you found enough courage to do it? Truly a grey area.

You def let them win if you sui! They tell you that you're worthless shit that should just go die and by suiing you not only confirm what they said (and that YOU yourself thinks you're worthless) but also give them EXACTLY what they wanted (i.e. you dead).

Don't sui, guys. Not even ER with sui! They win

 

[TheGoodGuy]

I can certainly understand why some people might say that. And that is fine.

Btw which movie is that sig from?

But I seem to be the only one having a problem with it.

It´s from Polytechnique a movie about the Polytechnique massacre by Marc Lépine.

 

[11gaijin]

But I seem to be the only one having a problem with it.

It´s from Polytechnique a movie about the Polytechnique massacre by Marc Lépine.

Gonna see this one

 

[TheGoodGuy]

Gonna see this one

Enjoy.

 

[RageAgainstTDL]

I'm glad to see you're not dead too. I've thought about suicide a lot but the idea of other people who I find interesting and decent killing themselves still bothers me.

Welcome back to the land of living. Or purgatory. Whatever you want to call this life.