I have never attempted suicide.
I have let myself go at times, like not going to the doctor, which could have resulted in death as a result of neglecting myself because of a woman and all the shit that came with her.
Not even to prove a point it was just straight up neglect and disregard for my own health and safety.
No, no matter how bad shit is, I don’t really want to go into eternal sleep. There’s things I like to do and nothing is so bad you need to off yourself. At least that’s the way I see it. Of course not much could hurt me bad enough now. Dare I say, nothing but I’m a callous bastard.