Well, I'm very new here, and thought I'd share. I did commit suicide once, attempted it many times, but succeeded once. I overdosed and was found by my friend (who is now dead) and I was taken to the hospital. I was clinically dead for a short time, but was revived. I have a very high tolerance when it comes to substances, so I basically stayed up all night and kept going and going and going until my body just shut down. I remember being jolted back into reality, my organs contorting trying to work again, trying to breathe. My body was expelling some kind of yellow chalky fluid out of my nose and mouth. I couldn't stop shaking. It was a very scary and awakening experience. I do not remember dying, as I was unconscious. I could go into what I experienced while I was dead, which is a whole other story within itself. But my view on death isn't a bad one. To fear death is to fear life, for they are both one in the same, both coexist to create the miracle of one thing. Sure I believe people should stick around, see what there is to see, and fulfill what we were put on this earth to do, experience. I know sometimes it is hard, as most of us only experience the darkest of perceptions throughout our journey in this life. But back to my point, I don't fear death whatsoever, which worries me in another sense of the matter. I have died once, I know what it is like, it doesn't scare me. Which means if there is nothing holding me back like fear or attachment, then I know it is very easy for me to do it again and next time I won't have anyone to find me. As with any story there is more than meets the eye, but I wanted to share a bit to let the you guys understand me a little more and give the screen name and avatar you see a little more depth to me as a person, not an internet entity. So that is my experience.