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.