As the song goes – “Suicide Is Painless”.
Only if you do it right.
During my numerous visits to A&E and Intensive Care; I’ve been inundated with stories of the poor souls who fucked it up and had to endure the existence they wanted to end limbless, paralyzed and/or brain damaged.
So if you are going to do it; do it right, choose a method that can’t go wrong or be foiled by the good intentions of the Emergency Services.
My method of choice is Insulin overdose. I have it readily available and once low blood sugar level makes you pass out, coma then death should follow.
Obviously that hasn’t happened. Even after 4 bloody good tries…
Does that upset me?
It did at the time. I was angry at all the paramedics, doctors, nurses and friends and family that just couldn’t leave me to die. I didn’t stay angry with them – they were just doing their job and caring for me. I just didn’t want them to care and was resentful of their interference.
Then I got angry with myself. I messed up by doing it publicly or saying goodbyes too early.
Next time (sic) will be a toaster in the bath – warm, tasty and easy.