I had a neighbour who embalmed his own wife.
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I was lucky to have survived having gone my first 5 years of life with a heart valve that was back bleeding.
I also cannot tell when I'm having a ear infection unless liquid comes oozing out. I have had some many in my life that they just don't hurt at all.
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For serious. The story of Hisashi Ouchi should be enough to convince anyone with an ounce of heart that assisted suicide needs to be a human right. Kept alive for 83 days when he was begging to be put down while he was conscious. His cells literally did not have any more valid DNA. He was a dead man being kept alive, because his family refused to allow the doctors to pull the plug.
Insane, inhuman torture because your own family cannot let you go... Such absolute selfish insanity from them.
I recommend you check out Wendigoon's video on the subject. There was some faulty reporting on what actually went on there. The doctors, nurses and the family were not monsters and Hisachi himself was not begging for death. He tried to hold on to life for the sake of his family. It is a very touching story that fell victim to sensationalism because apparently, going through insane radiation sickness wasn't sensational enough.
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I do a band count before I start peeing into the toilet….
“A-one, a-two, a-one-two-three-four!” peeeeeeeeeeeee
I then usually start singing a tv show theme song like Happy Days as I keep the flow going. Disturbed yet?
I time how long mine took. 45 seconds is the max, 30 seconds typical for long overnight. If I only take 10-15 seconds, body was lying about needing to go.
Count down to firing is also a thing sometimes.
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Going off context, I'd guess it's like California's 5150. If you threaten harm on yourself they give you a pair of really cool socks to calm you down.
Ah, I see. I was finding Canadian results but we have medical assistance in dying (MAID) now.
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when encountering new people i am open and friendly, but mask up as they start saying things that let me know they are not safe people. at some point they become unsettled and go away.
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Context is really important. If he’s an undertaker it might be a bit odd, but a final act of love for his wife.
But if he’s a trucker, for example, that’s more than slightly odd.
wrote on last edited by [email protected]He was a very occasional funeral director when he was sober enough to run one on behalf of his friend who owned the home. He wasn't even professionally trained at any of it, but yeah for some reason they let him embalm her and so her hair and makeup and all. I guess in small towns it's not that uncommon for the undertaker to make up their relatives, but my guess would be that it's a big no no to embalm them even when you are the undertaker, which my neighbour definitely wasn't. It's amazing what an old boys club small town boomer friendship can result in.
As odd as he was and usually full of a barrel of terrible whiskey, I still miss him. We generally agree that he committed suicide.
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My knife collection began because I was suicidal.
To keep myself around I got a bunch of knives so I wouldn't pick a favorite and "dissapoint" the others.
...I got better.
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I time how long mine took. 45 seconds is the max, 30 seconds typical for long overnight. If I only take 10-15 seconds, body was lying about needing to go.
Count down to firing is also a thing sometimes.
Everybody needs a runway
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I'm pretty sure I've read the exact post. Same picture, same title. It was over a year ago. Might have been on reddit, I'm not sure anymore.
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I'm really good at operating vehicles and other heavy machinery while on LSD, it doesn't significantly impair my coordination or reflexes. Delivered pizzas, drove a forklift once, and left more than a handful of underwhelming/unpleasant trip parties without having to wait til I came down. I suspect it's a combination of my particular neurodivergence plus a lot of practice gaming while tripping, hard to prove though.
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When I was younger, I believed that if a woman was raped, it was her fault for what she was wearing. My highschool friends called me the most unempathetic person they'd ever met and I was proud of that.
Thankfully I've turned right around on all that and learned empathy. I'm ashamed for my younger self, but I know they were just doing the best they could with the very few tools they were given.
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I'm 99% sure I know my killer is me... eventually as my spine falls apart and suffering massively increases with time. And I'm okay with that so long as it is my choice. When people talk about suicide, I strongly believe in the saying, "no permanent solutions for temporary problems." But I strongly believe in this saying from both perspectives, aka "permanent solutions are your personal choice that I fully respect as an unalienable human right, if you choose, due to permanent problems." Anyone trying to steal such an unalienable human right from another is exceptionally ignorant of the magnitude of potential suffering and is criminally sadistic as far as I'm concerned.
I'm sorry to hear about your pain. I have chronic pain but I'm very young so I'm not close to this point yet. I understand how hard it is just to function day to day. Good luck man
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Depends where you are in the world really. In the UK, that is very much a you problem, not the pedestrian's. Not that people drive like it in some parts of the country, generally in rural areas.
My understanding is that this is also the case (legally) in most of the US. Pedestrians have right of way.
People sure don't drive like it though. Too many motherfuckers doing 50 down the fire lane in front of some local shops.
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I'm really good at operating vehicles and other heavy machinery while on LSD, it doesn't significantly impair my coordination or reflexes. Delivered pizzas, drove a forklift once, and left more than a handful of underwhelming/unpleasant trip parties without having to wait til I came down. I suspect it's a combination of my particular neurodivergence plus a lot of practice gaming while tripping, hard to prove though.
Upvoted for being genuinely the scariest. It's not scary that you're really good. It's scary that you actually believe yourself.
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I underwent a total dickectomy
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I'm really good at operating vehicles and other heavy machinery while on LSD, it doesn't significantly impair my coordination or reflexes. Delivered pizzas, drove a forklift once, and left more than a handful of underwhelming/unpleasant trip parties without having to wait til I came down. I suspect it's a combination of my particular neurodivergence plus a lot of practice gaming while tripping, hard to prove though.
wrote on last edited by [email protected]Dude I totally understand. I normally suck at video games but I've played Counter-Strike competitively on 25i before and I swear it turned me into a pro.
All of a sudden I could pinpoint enemies with millimeter precision from the sound of their footsteps alone. It was like having x-ray vision or echolocation, no joke (Shout out to the CS devs for their excellent sound design). My aim was suddenly a lot better too. Headshots were child's play.
Wish I still had gameplay footage but unfortunately this was several PCs ago. It's been a long time since I've fucked with psychedelics cause they don't pair nicely with anxiety (only time I was able play video games on the stuff was when I was drunk too). I was never that good at video games ever again.
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I underwent a total dickectomy
If that was voluntary, great job!
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If that was voluntary, great job!
It was, totally intentional lol
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fun
scary, unsettling
Not always two different things.
Like meth!
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I'm ready to die, honestly. Not that I want to do it, it's just that I feel it's time since the pandemic.
Why the pandemic?
