Anyone else experienced this? I hung myself awhile back, I'd had enough, I tried hanging myself previously for bit but this was the first time I really let myself go (quite literally). <mod edit: bunny - method> I hung myself from the beams of the garage roof. I stepped of box and swung, the initial pull on my neck was quite stressful. I swung like a pendulm at first, it felt like all the blood in my body had shot up into my head. I began to panick badly, I was choking and it felt like my tongue was swelling up. I began to feel heavy, kinda like sleepy. I felt bad, as I began to realise that this really was the real Mc Coy that I wasn't going to get out of this one I began to panick even more. I didn't feel like I was going to a better place at all, it was dark and scary. It gave me this feeling as if I could possibly do anything or give anything to be out of this position I would. With my last ounce of breathless strenght I reached up and pulled myself up the cable, it would undo easily at first at all, it had tightened to the point of becoming solid around my neck. It was like coming up after swimming a length underwater, or possibly two or three lengths. I was really physically exhausted and for a while I sat breathless dazed like I had been sniffing poppers. Afterwards i looked in the mirror and noticed loads of red dots on my face, kinda like freckles, these were burst capilaries due to the force of the blood being pushed into my head and surface area of my face. The blood spots lasted a few days. I was really dissapointed in myself that I gave up so easily when faced with death. It just wasn't a plesant feeling at all, as previously expressed, it was the kinda feeling you'd do anything humanly possibly to get rid of. I haven't properly attempted suicide since.