*Warning: Talks of suicide. Read with caution.*
About a week ago, I borrowed out this book;
I didn’t and don’t have any immediate plans for my own demise. But I wanted to read it for, well, just in case.
Within the pages of this book is a caution that reads,
If you are thinking of ending your life because you are depressed, or cannot cope with the pressures of this difficult world, do not use this book. […] Please respect the true intentions of Final Exit: the right of a terminally ill person with unbearable suffering to choose to die.
Umm yeah, sorry mate, but I doubt I’m the first person to have gone seeking answers on how to die whilst struggling with a mental illness as opposed to a terminal physical one.
Their ‘recommended’ way of self conclusion is to ingest certain potent drugs. Great! Only barrier to this is how to get your hands on these drugs in the first place. Medical professionals are strict on who they give it to, maybe because…oh yeah, it can kill you in an overdose…!
Their alternate method, one which doesn’t require you to obtain hard-to-get drugs, is the EXIT bag technique. It involves inert gasses and a plastic bag. There’s a certain irony involved when a seven paged, detailed ‘how to’ is provided, yet also written is,
The following words are for information only. This text is not encouraging anyone to take their life.
Despite the descriptive instructions and relative ease of obtaining the materials required for this method, I don’t think I will be attempting it any time soon. Suffocating to death doesn’t really appeal to me. For aesthetic reasons, neither does making my exit from this world with a plastic bag over my head.
So has reading this book taught me anything in terms of termination of life by my own hand? Not really. It’s only confirmed what I’ve already learnt: killing yourself is harder than the innocent believe.