EXIT STRATEGY
 

Just curious really...if hypothetically speakin, you really just couldn't take life anymore what method would you use...I pose this question here because of the high emo population somewhere in this board. And of course, why?

For me...i don't know. Life's pretty cool to me. But it might as well be carbon monoxide poisoning via the love of my life (aka my car). I heard it's painless and you just kinda fall unconscious. Other than the thought of gas prices, this would be a good way to go. :milk:

If I were to set up something, I'd suspend myself from the ceiling somehow, set up a series of stratigicly placed razor wire or guilitine-esque blades beneath me. I'd release carbon monoxide into the room on a timer and essentially kill myself that way. Then the rope that's supporting me will snap somehow and down I'll fall on to the blades severing my limbs from my torso. These will stay suspended as they will be individually attached with ropes to the ceiling creating a beautiful display. A large canvas will line the floor as the blood will create some sort of image which will be considered my final contribution to the art community.

Or I could just slit my wrists. I bleed easily :P.

... ... ...I fail to see the practicality in your methods, but who am i to judge. Hehe. I do like your "contribution to art" but i think it has already been done (With Jesus and the whole wiping his bloody face on someone's handkerchief before he died thing). But...as an avid Asian, i must say this seems too expensive to be worthwhile.

If i was to kill my self, i would do it painlessly. i dont like pain.

ive actaully thought about doing it. but i realized that it would be a dumb thing to do. anyways, the reasions that i was going to do it before dont exist anymore (at least, most of them) and im quite happy with my life.

I'd like to think of it as the [insert car of choice] of idealistic suicides. Although I'm sure someone else has come up with a much more elaborate way to kill themselves.

But I'm a simple guy. I think I'll stick to the [hypothetical] wrist slitting.

I thought drowning sounded okay after I read The Awakening. I've heard it rumored that right before you die that way, you become just sort of still and stop struggling and feel all right.

Or I always thought it would be kinda neat (in a morbid way...) if someone stood in a circle of gasoline and lit it on fire and just sat in the middle and went that way. But that would be VERY painful and torturous... ew.

I think I'll opt for dying in my sleep or something. I dunno, there just doesn't seem to be a good way to go.

Overdose on Vicodin, drink some alcohol and put a bag over my head.

That method seems to work pretty well.

"An Hero" style. Bullet to the face, while making sure it takes me three hours to die. Just so I'll still be alive when people make a big deal about it.

Sure how about Hari Kari while you are at it. Really dramatic and bloody but at least you go down looking hardcore XD

If I ever decided to kill myself (which isn't likely), I'd put a gun in my mouth. Instantaneous is a good way to go, and there's no chance of surviving if you do it that way. If you just put it to your temple, there's a chance you could just give yourself a lobotomy.

Its interesting to some people that that would be my preferred method, because women rarely use guns to kill themselves. Perhaps it's because I'm familiar with them, and also because if I ever decided to do it, I'd want no chance of being rescued. You take pills, most of the time they find you and pump your stomach. People live when they jump off buildings and bridges all the time. Carbon monoxide poisoning takes a long time, which means there's plenty of room for someone to come in and find you. Slitting your wrists is slow, as is drowning.

Practicality is the way to go.

If I ever decided to kill myself, I'd have to do it in some manner that would traumatise someone else for life. You know, something like having strategically-rigged cheese wire on the balcony of a tall building so that upon leaping through it a poor passer-by on the street below is showered with flesh and limbs.

Well I wouldn't mind spraying a complete stranger with my gore...i would however have misgivings about family members finding my body in the process. If I did die, i wouldn't want my youngest brother to find me. Just thinking bout the psychological damage scares me.

I'd whistle "Look on the Bright Side of Life" :3 It can cheer anyone up, by golly!

Although I'd be seen as even more lame for saying "by golly". My graveyard poetry club would put a hex on a voodoo doll of me and I'd write my own poetry. About things. Like icy, black flames.

Razors to the wrists. CONVENTIONALITY!
"Remember, kids. Cut like you're walking down the block, not crossing the street! Do something right for once in your life!"

I know it's morbid as hell, but I'd take as many other people with me as possible :P

My friend's younger brother found him. He was only 14 at the time. I can't even imagine how that has affected him.

How? Did he think he was just sleeping and couldn't wake up or was there so much blood he was scarred for life?

That's pretty much the most horrible scenario I can image, christinajon. Thinking about something like that happening disturbs me so much that I wrote a short story about it once.

I could never kill myself, but if all of my children died and I felt like I had to, I would choose something very quick. Like nadienne said, a gun in my mouth or something, angled backward so I'd be sure not to just blow my face off.

And to all of you who are describing these ridiculously elaborate suicides...I don't believe you're thinking about the fact that you aren't going to be around to see the look of shock and horror on whoever's face it is who finds you. Also, I don't think that people who are severely depressed enough to off themselves would go through such a process in order to end it all. The type of behaviour you're describing is that of someone desperately seeking attention, not someone who truly wants to die.

I think suicide is for pansy-ass motherfucks who can't solve their own problems. But if I was FUCKED in a way that I could literally never, ever, ever live the way I wanted to ever again, I would probably get in my car, go as fast as I possibly could, ultimately smashing into an underpass.

In fact, I sometimes look at underpasses and wonder if I would survive if I SMASHED into it at 100MPH. Not because I want to die, but because of science. Tempting fate, maybe. I don't know.

But yea. I would want to be sure I died if I tried that route. There are no guarantees in suicide, though~

lol damn, i totally misinterpreted the title of the thread, thought it was like break up strategies. Sorry bout that.

But back on topic, I'd totally want to do something epic, like saving a life then dying.

My friend had just gotten his wisdom teeth pulled two days before, so he had been sleeping a lot. It was pretty late in the morning, so his parents sent his brother up to check on him, and his brother found him with a bag over his head. He called for his parents, but it was too late. My friend had ODed on vicodin (which he had for his wisdom teeth, and he had some left over from when he was hit by a car the year before) and had also drank some alcohol.

I agree with Nadienne and Alice. If I were actually going to kill myself, a pistol (.45) or shotgun (12 gauge) would be the way to go. It ensures that your brains get sprayed many feet away (maybe on a wall) and death is instant.

You could always dive in front of a train if you didn’t have a gun, that mangles your body pretty bad but as long as the train is going fast you are guaranteed death. Some fertilizer, diesel, many small pieces of metal, and a container would also be a pretty quick way to go then again that would take some time to actually construct. So unless you were whacked and wanted to fuck up a bunch of other people in your pain, it isn’t very practical in an I WANT TO DIE mentality.

Yes, I do have to say that not many people were created as emotionally and psychologically strong as you and Tom Cruise.:( :poke:

When I'm told I can't fly anymore, I'll just nose-dive my last airline flight into the ground/sea whatever seems to be below us at the time. Then I'll be remembered for ever :D

Trying to fly with the power of my mind. Really. I'm suprised no one thinks jumping off a bridge or a building is a good idea. There is that unfortunate probability that you could come away alive but paralysed I suppose. I think the Hemmingway suicide (think Dreamcatcher) described above or CO poisoning would be ideal. My theory being if you really wanted to kill yourself, you would be dead by now. You'd plan it so well that no one would be able to find you until it was too late.

I believe there's that insane fear of feeling every bone in your body break before dying...that gives me the chills...must be an awfull thing to feel even a few seconds worth of unimaginable pain.

as for the vicodin overdose and the brother finding out...I send my heartfelt sympathies...not for the brother that's dead mind you...but for the brother that found him...I mean, my only experience really is finding a dead baby in a church when i was 7 and I'm still scarred by it.

You found a dead baby in a church? You can't just drop a bomb like that without elaborating.

Oh...when i was seven, i still lived in the philippines. I went to a Catholic school and right next to it was a basilica. We had recess and sometimes we would go visit the church. There was a dead baby in box under the candles of the church.....And I was like "Holy shit!" :aargh: . It must've been a newborn baby 'cause the umbilical cord was still attached. It was the bluest thing I've ever seen. Hypothermia I guess. Smelled disgusting too. Wasn't long before there was a crowd all around it.

Slit wrists, cross-shaped, cause everyone seems to disagree on which way really works. Im guessing those who know arn't here to tell. Anyways, to help, do it in the shower so the blood won't clot. I always figured this was the most obvious to make sure it was succusful and always wondered why people were so bad at it. Of course, if you really had the strength to make it instant... good ol' bullet will do the trick.

I figure many people believe it would be nice to not be alive, but not near so nice to be dead, or rather be the cause, and thus they choose worthless means (ie, oodles of aspirin) or way slow methods which allow plenty of time to change your mind or be rescued. Then there are those that only wish to make sure everyone else contemplates what it were like if they were dead, and how much they'd regret it.

I think it's scientifically proven that you have to "go down the street" for the person in question to lose enough blood to cause death. I know this because right now there is an unsettled air in the media as to the cause of death of Dr.Kelly some three years ago. They say it couldn't have been suicide because he cut across his wrists, which makes it impossible.

I would set it up so that a building would implode on me. What a spectacular way to go!

I've heard "down the street" is the proper way many a time, but everyone still goes for the horiozontal, so...

Well, if you do both, you have both bases covered :3

Or you could get fancy and do like the cross of St. Andrew.
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I agree with Alice. The only thing that would prompt me to suicide would be if my children and husband all died, say, in a car crash or something. I would also have to go quickly. A gunshot for me.

That'd be my method too. Except I would put behind my head a painting canvas and have the blood splatter on it. I'm not joking. Might as well go out with styel.

Whatever I did, I'd either do it in a school playground or in the background of a live news report. If you're gonna go, at least try to traumatise as many other people as possible in the process.

Why be a jerk?

If I didn't have access to a gun (which is likely), I'd throw myself off a very high place. Possibly off a bridge, but I think off a cliff into the bay or the sea sounds more... tragic. :D

Some of you people are real self-centered assholes. Yeah, I'm spreading negativity, but if you're the kind of prick who thinks it's funny to murder a planeload of people while you're offing yourself, I think you need a verbal foot up your ass.

Me? Gunshot to the back of the head. I think I'd lose my nerve if I had a gun right in my mouth, but I'd still want to make sure to hit all the vital portions, like the brainstem. I'd want to make absolutely sure I'm dead and not a vegetable that someone would be stuck maintaining. Anything less direct is just passive-aggressive attention getting.

We must think about the people on the bottom. If we throw ourselves so haphazardly, we may survive if we land on a very large and rotund person and/or kill the other person instantaneously. I should've added criteria about social etiquette when it comes to suicide but we cannot turn back the clock ::sigh::

i'd go out in a BANG. super mighty let's fuck with teh world kind of way. i figure, might as well take down a mighty government or two before dying, maybe WHILE dying.

either that or i want to be one of those people who go to some strange boondocks forests and get a disease and bring it back with me. who doesn't want to be the first to die in one of those horrible world-around sicknesses?

I think about suicide quite a bit. I'd like it to be painless, and not especially messy. I would also like to not be found by my mother, who loves me very much. Even though I really resent her, no one deserves to find their own child after they've killed themselves.

I've considered an overdose on sleeping pills for a long time, but I suppose there's always a chance they might not work. And there's also the matter of not being found, so depending on my mood when I do it, I've narrowed it down to two choices:

Dousing myself in gasoline in a remote area and setting myself on fire (if I feel as though I should punish myself for being so weak and selfish). Or tying a cinder block to my foot and drowning myself. I suppose I'd have to use a chain and padlock or something so I couldn't untie it, though.

So much for painless. I don't own a gun, though, and I wouldn't want to steal one. Can't cut myself because veins make me squeamish.

Um...
Friend, that's not St. Andrew's cross. The St. Andrews cross was the one prominently displayed on the old Confederate Battle flag. It was blue.
The one you showed is the Orthodox Cross.
At least that's what I was taught.

Anyway, I would slit my wrist.
Not painless, but no OMG!!!!!! hurt.
Plus I'd sit in a hot shower.
Die happy at least.:edgartpg:

Play Russian roulette. If you don't die, you win money.

NON EMO SOLUTION:

I'd go get myself hypnotized back in having a reason for living.

If all do fails, hypnotizing me to forget my memories and let me bubble through life is fine too :p perhaps it might be more interesting the second round *shrugs*

Although I must say... a gun and a bullet might be cheaper after all of this chit chat ^_^'

Like two years ago when I was a pansy-ass mofucka, I kept looking this up.

The best way I found was Pottasium Chloride or something like that. Lethal Injection. That was my 'plan'. That didn't work. Looking back, that was the stupidest fucking idea I ever had.

Do you guys hate life or something? This thread scares me......

I'm sorry my child if that is how you feel. I really didn't intend for anyone to get scared. Just merely asking a question. I'm sorry then hehe :love:

Ok cool but please don't call me a child, because I am not, thanks.

Sorry again. It's just a habit of mine

But just curious...how would you like to go out...

What?

Yeah, how would you like to die (as a do it yourself job, not a murder)???

You don't actually have to do it.
Neither would I, just a consideration.

I personally would not even think about such matters, what a waste of energy and time.

Where would you get it? Or did you try and make it yourself?

I actually heard of a way that in theory sounds clean and painless. Make up 100g of tobacco as if it were tea and then drink it all. I don't know the mechanics but I think it would be a nicotine overdose. If you take it before you go to bed you will never wake up... apparently. I don't know the chances of it working though, I only heard this in passing.

Considering the fact that this thread is completely hypothetical, I guess a morphine overdose should be mentioned. I don't know if that would hurt or not; overdosing on regular painkillers is meant to give you stomach pains, headaches, vomiting, etc, but if it was stronger then it would take effect before your body began to reject it, right?

If it's such a waste, why bother posting? In fact, why not go off into the world and save it from a seemingly inevitable fate?

Just asking.

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you could always build a time machine and travel back to some time when there is a natural disaster about to happen.

Too much work, though.

Well, I think suicide is wrong. But there's no harm discussing it lol, not like I'm actually doing it.

Hydrogen cyanide most effective way, had rather disturbing uses in the past.

Awesome Homerun! What would happen if you make a time machine to stop your parents from ever conceiving you? You wouldn't exist of course...no...wait...what would happen to my soul then? Umm...exx that then.

I still hold to the CO poisoning method; however, i did hear that you can kill yourself if you drink too much water...like if you were on ecstacy and thought you were continually thirsty. Saw it on a video somewhere.

Well, let's see here. Gunshots are too messy, and headshots are always so disturbing for the person who finds the courpse, so no. I also find the thought of taking people with me as disgusting unless it's like a group pact or something. Setting myself of fire is out. My Dad was in a gas explosion, and you have no idea how miserable of a life it can be if you've been through a gas explosion.

Bah, go for the throat. Wrist slitting is so emo. If you're going to go out, slitting your throat is one of the most dramatic, messy, and old fashioned ways to go. Wrists are kind of a half-assed way to go about it.

Sooo.....if I were in a state where everyone and everything I cared about in the world was gone, and I was left here alone, with nobody who cared, and no purpose to live, how would I want to knock myself off. Multiple ideas :D

1. Hanging. Kind of old fashioned, but it gets the job done. Plus, if you're going to die, may as well linger for a few minutes and get the feeling of disembodiment before you actually disembody yourself.

2. Gunshot to the stomach. I don't quite understand why people always seem to die instantly when they are shot directly in the stomach (not the gut), but they do. Anybody care to answer that? Either that, or have my throat slit.

3. My favorite idea would be for me to find another person such as myself who wanted to go, and we go out in style. Mortal fu*king combat to the death. Knives, guns, swords, amputations, and impalement. If you're going to go, what is there to loose? Enjoy your mortality while you have it. Take each other out. Winner has to finish the job for themselves, but of course, that might not be necessary considering how much progress the other guy/girl made before going down.


Obviously I'm not the kind of person who would want the quick, painless, method. I feel if I wanted to go, I would want to make a production of it and embrace my mortality before I let go of it.

I'm not gonna read this WHOLE thread looking for better ideas, just gonna throw my favorite in.

Falling from 30,000 ft (as high up as you can breathing wise anyway).

I mean what bigger rush, and you know for serious that you couldnt live through it, so you get to enjoy the view, watch the world rush up at you, feel the wind rushing by your face. You are all alone though, which bites, but in a way that is relaxing and refreshing.

Other ways to go would be bullet to the head, or should I say "shot" to the head. If you are gonna do it, blow you head clean off with a 8-gauge shotty. Head = gone.

Man this thread is sadistic.

As far as the potassium chloride is concerened, it's apparently 'widely avilable' in medicines, fertilizer and things of that nature. If I was serious, I'd figure out how to extract it. In the end, I was just thinking out of my ass and really had to idea what the hell I was getting into but if I were to go all the way I'd have made the extra effort. Apparently though, it's hard for coronorers to figure out it was a suicide rather than a heart attack seeing as that's more or less what it does. Give yourself a strong enough dose you're likely to have such a severe heart attack, you'll die.


Nicotine on the other hand is beyond deadly. One drop is enough to kill someone, so I'm told. They put like one drop for every 20000 pounds of tobacco or something odd like that. The idea might work, but I'm no expert.


Shooting yourself...bad idea. A local around here put a gun to his mouth trying to kill himself, shot and somehow survivied. He now walks around looking like Scorpion from Mortal Kombat. The dude has to wear a mask all the time. Pretty fucking gruesome.

The point of the thread methinks??

Didnt know what the cross was called, looked it up for the name, apparently the site wasn't very factual then...

http://confederatereprint.com/images/scottish.jpg
This is a St. Andrews Cross
http://www.designboom.com/history/cross/13.gif
And this is his brother's Cross. It's St. Peter's but it also belongs to Satanism.
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I'm not a drama whore!
In fact, it's SOOOO messy, you don't even get the chance to enjoy dying (or at least as much as you can enjoy it, considering).

hmmm. If I had to end life, I think I would go stylistic and jump off a super tall building. Make me feel like I'm flying and a bit of sweet airtime before going splat on the floor. I could however, debate on how I go down. I could get some sweet speed sensation by going head first or could enjoy the moment and go spread out. It's not like I'm going to anyways so I guess I'll leave for a random dream to decide.

And to everyone who thinks CO gassing is an easy way to die...It's totally not. Yes you go to sleep, but the problem is if whatever you've stopped doing hasn't killed you, your body is going to regurgitate your insides literally, and there's some crazy mechanism that clicks in your brain and you regain consciousness. Meaning, you wake up barfing out your guts. Really painful.

Falling seems like a very peaceful way to go. Just the sound of the wind and the sight of the sky as you fall...a swan dive into oblivion, as Metaconsciou§ put it in another thread kind of like this.

If I was really so distraught as to kill myself, I would probably wander to a secluded section of railroad track late at night, lie down on the rails, and wait for the inevitable end. I might sound melodramatic, but...I came very close to that end a couple of months ago, not long before I joined here actually...I was in a horrible depression, alone, lost and confused, and I just drove to the riverfront late at night and laid by the rail tracks, sobbing and thinking that anything, even oblivion, would be better than my life, but even in that state, I couldn't bring myself to...die. The mindset of a person truly teetering on the brink of suicide is...just impossible to describe, I'm sorry.

Discussing suicide also gives you a strange feeling of control about your lfe. When you feel like they lost all control about what is happening with you, this is actually pretty soothing.

And in the end - sucide is not about ending your life, it´s about ending the pain.

Reading this thread really reminds me of why I love to be alive. I'm sure a ton of us have hit rock bottom before; to the point of wanting to end it all.

Yes.

Why not?

I mean, it's easy; right?

I'd love to think of it as a problem-solving determined flash of gunpowder to solve all my problems, but the bottom line is that I can't possibly think of suicide as a manner of going. Life happens and it happens fast. I want to enjoy the bitch and everything she brings with it. Ups and downs; to me it's all the same. I know this is off-topic but I can't really fathom something like this.

Granted, this is a hypothetical topic but it seems to me that if this topic had to be pondered upon then something went wrong somewhere along the way. Seriously...

ENJOY LIVING.

We're not gonna be here that long anyway.

What if there's nothing to enjoy?
ever been SEVERELY depressed?
There is nothing to live for.

Nothing to live for, no purpose.
No purpose no need to take up space.
Therefore: If there's nothing to live for, there's no need to take up space.

I think you have to take into account the mindset of someone when they commit suicide. I think it becomes the only option. I think you find ways to rationalize it - the most common probably being that others would be better off without you. That you're actually doing people a favor.

My theory, I guess, is that your mind becomes warped. I've had three people I've known attempt suicide, two of whom were successful. I've also had clinical depression for the last couple of years or so, and I've never had any treatment beyond one therapy session. It was embarrasing, so I never went back, but it is the only reason I know that I have a mental problem, as opposed to the usual teenage angst routine. I guess it was morbidly reassuring in that sense.

And my mind is completely warped. Everyone knows the symptoms of depression, so I'll spare you. But the funny thing is how my perception of suicide has changed since I was seventeen, and I'm nineteen now. It started out with the usual thing - I'd never do it! Look what it's done to my family. Then I actually started to think of how I'd do it, you know, just for the hell of it. But now I know that any time I could walk up to the drug store, buy a bottle of sleeping pills, and end the frustration. It's always in the back of my mind - it could all be over in half an hour. Being tired all the time, the lack of motivation and self control, watching every day pass by exactly the same as the last promising that tomorrow would definitely be the day I got off my ass - it could all be over! No more frustration and anxiety.

Anyway, I think it eventually something snaps and you just do it. You don't prepare for it or anything, don't leave a note, you just finally get it over with. It's best for everyone - you're dead weight, everyone will get over your death and be better off in the end. And you don't have to feel like a burden anymore. You don't have to try and fail every day of your life anymore. You just let everything go - you tried your best and life just isn't for you. I imagine it feels really great.

So that's why I don't think suicide is cowardly or selfish. Because I feel like I'm close to where they were and I think I understand. It just fucking crushes you, and I don't blame them for letting everything go. Neither of the people I've known who have commited suicide were cowards. They had real mental problems, something was fucked up in their minds, and it's a goddamn shame no one saw it coming.

I got to hand it to you. You are obviously really feeling this stuff, and that just isnt cool. I feel for you.

On the same hand, every moment IS NOT THE SAME. Each day is different and not every situation is the same. I got into this rut awhile ago because I have a very logical brain. I was thinking, "if I do X in situation Y, then it will be the same as last time I did X in situation Y..." Though this is true in scientific experiments, it is not true IN LIFE. Just because last time you applied for a certain type of job and were rejected, doesn't mean that you will always be. I know I got into this rut with asking girls out... they all ended in disaster, so everyone in the future seemingly in my head would end up in disaster as well. However, these ideas of futility are ultimately incorrect because of time+experience factors as well as differences in people.

This is a concept that everyone needs to grasp and understand. What you do in life is not utterly without results. Life is about a pursuit of something greater (or results) and through loss and failure it easily seems that there is nothing greater. But this couldn't be further from the truth.

I don't have any major problems in my life right now. I was feeling pretty angsty yesterday but a talk with my bud fixed that right. However, if I knew I was going to die for some reason (terminal cancer, etc.) I'd probably pick a fight with the most vicious bear around. No better way to go. However, I'd have to make sure that I pissed it off so much it actually killed me, otherwise it might not work.

Dude if you have to fight something, fight the sting ray, cause the human race basically got pwned the last time sigh

Yeah but sting rays aren't bad ass, and I don't know if sting rays live in the waters around here. Aren't they pretty tropical? I live in Ottawa. A bear would be much easier to find. Especially if I had cancer. Besides, maybe it's just me, but if I read an obituary about a guy who died fighting a bear (especially if it were for a reason) I would be like "Oh man he's awesome!" or something to that effect. However, dying by sting ray would just kind of be like "Oh man, that sucks. Too bad."

I don't even live near the ocean. Driving to it would give me a bill for gas SO large that THAT definately would make me commit suicide.