Sunday was supposed to be the day. Metal closet rod. Check. Belt. Check. Home alone. Check.
At 5:50 I put my neck in and fell forward and it was working. I was virtually blacking out as my fucking belt snapped and I ended up face first into the floor. The room was spinning, I was starting to lose my vision, my ears were ringing so loud. I felt so close, so close to peace and it was the worst feeling that I have ever felt in my worthless life "coming to" on the floor when I felt so close to peace. I will try again, re-evaluate methods, no one knows I ever attempted, so that's the good part I guess. But I am beyond pissed.
At 5:50 I put my neck in and fell forward and it was working. I was virtually blacking out as my fucking belt snapped and I ended up face first into the floor. The room was spinning, I was starting to lose my vision, my ears were ringing so loud. I felt so close, so close to peace and it was the worst feeling that I have ever felt in my worthless life "coming to" on the floor when I felt so close to peace. I will try again, re-evaluate methods, no one knows I ever attempted, so that's the good part I guess. But I am beyond pissed.
