Story The time I missed "the bus"

[Arctic-hare]

Hello. I just wanted to share the story of the most resent time I tried to kms.

It was 2025, I was having a decent time at home messaging my then on and off bf who had decided to try and make things easier on me to get over him by telling me how he could never be with me because I was trans, (Ironic because he found me on a trans dating app) I felt like he was stabbing me with a knife and just twisting the blade while having a casual conversation.

I felt despair, like no one could love me in a romantic way and I wanted to cut myself, but because I had some semblence of survival instinct, I decided the best way to hurt myself was to drink alcohol. So I did, I drank a bottle of wine, then half of another while my ex continued to tell me why and how he could not love me. Now in hindsight, I should have just blocked him but he wanted to be friends because I was just "such an amazing person."

So after a while in my drunken haze I had this moment of "I truly will not find someone." and with that despair, sadness, and just self hate, I gave up. I decided to put on one of my pretty dresses, heels, scribble a note, and then just grab all the medicine I had, putting them into two pill containers. Taking my half full wine bottle I poured some pills in my mouth, drank wine, repeated that and felt sick, the wine was not agreeing with my stomach. (I still regret not vomiting before taking the pills. I doubt it would have been enough) I then laid on my bed, holding the note, wishing it would just end. That is when I vomited, wine and pills spewing out and I just did not care. I laid there in my own sick for sometime before realising "Yes, this did not work…"

I could have just slept and dealt with it in the morning but, I decided to call emergency services and got myself an ambulance. I do not remember much of what happened after that, not many to talk to in the hospital, the nurses did not seem all that interested, nor the doctor.

Cherry on top of all this? The guy just yesterday messaged me. The time before that he was telling me how much he missed me and wanted to try again… So I just blocked him without responding. I don't think he really knows how badly he has damaged me.

 

[Kamaainakupua]

I decided the best way to hurt myself was to drink alcohol. So I did, I drank a bottle of wine, then half of another

They say that drinking is 'suicide on the installment plan', and I got tired of making payments.

The depressant effect, the invariable 'clothing-optional' bar hopping (with attendant legal consequences) all was too much for me. And, yes, it was almost always about a relationship.

No one can really love us until we learn to love ourselves. Before that, she doesn't really love me, she's taking care of me. And I can't love someone else, if I can't love myself. I'm just leeching her love to fill that void.

Luckily, SaSu provides unlimited, unconditional love. We will love you until you can love yourself, and maybe even after that, too.

 

[Arctic-hare]

They say that drinking is 'suicide on the installment plan', and I got tired of making payments.

I can see why they call it that. I luckly do not have a problem with drinking, I do it rarely.

Luckily, SaSu provides unlimited, unconditional love. We will love you until you can love yourself, and maybe even after that, too.

I really do need this. So thank you

 

[Kamaainakupua]

[Trigger Warning: Methods]

I can see why they call it that. I luckly do not have a problem with drinking, I do it rarely.

Very good. I think it's on the list of things not to do, but I've been avoiding looking too closely so I don't get ideas.

(Edit: Found it, kinda buried. Trigger Warning: Methods)

Spoiler: Alcohol Poisoning

Alcohol Poisoning
Especially if you have a tolerance, this will not work. Alcohol poisoning by and large kills people when they suffocate into a soft surface or choke on their own vomit. You will vomit up the alcohol (yes, even with AE).

 

[the_world_is_on_fir]

Hello. I just wanted to share the story of the most resent time I tried to kms.

It was 2025, I was having a decent time at home messaging my then on and off bf who had decided to try and make things easier on me to get over him by telling me how he could never be with me because I was trans, (Ironic because he found me on a trans dating app) I felt like he was stabbing me with a knife and just twisting the blade while having a casual conversation.

I felt despair, like no one could love me in a romantic way and I wanted to cut myself, but because I had some semblence of survival instinct, I decided the best way to hurt myself was to drink alcohol. So I did, I drank a bottle of wine, then half of another while my ex continued to tell me why and how he could not love me. Now in hindsight, I should have just blocked him but he wanted to be friends because I was just "such an amazing person."

So after a while in my drunken haze I had this moment of "I truly will not find someone." and with that despair, sadness, and just self hate, I gave up. I decided to put on one of my pretty dresses, heels, scribble a note, and then just grab all the medicine I had, putting them into two pill containers. Taking my half full wine bottle I poured some pills in my mouth, drank wine, repeated that and felt sick, the wine was not agreeing with my stomach. (I still regret not vomiting before taking the pills. I doubt it would have been enough) I then laid on my bed, holding the note, wishing it would just end. That is when I vomited, wine and pills spewing out and I just did not care. I laid there in my own sick for sometime before realising "Yes, this did not work…"

I could have just slept and dealt with it in the morning but, I decided to call emergency services and got myself an ambulance. I do not remember much of what happened after that, not many to talk to in the hospital, the nurses did not seem all that interested, nor the doctor.

Cherry on top of all this? The guy just yesterday messaged me. The time before that he was telling me how much he missed me and wanted to try again… So I just blocked him without responding. I don't think he really knows how badly he has damaged me.

I did try with an Sunday. Pretty much the same situation as yours but I didn't vomit I just called the ambulance because I was scared. Now I'm trying to get my shit together trough therapy.