Sadly yes... I drived to the place, took all the drugs in the protocol, only to have the SN left to drink.
The time passed, and I had the bottle in my mouth, ready to drink it. But for some reason, I guess I was scared, my Brain was tricking me by flashing what would be the reactions of my family, and how devastated they would be.
Wish someone would just shoot me in the head, but I guess I just need to fucking have the balls to drink