1. Plough car into a suitable concrete wall somewhere on the M4:
Well, I’ve only just washed it, not to mention having T-Cut that scratch.
2. Take a shower after dark, drink copious amounts of alcohol, lie naked on lawn on a chilly night.
It’s a bit cold out there, and cosy indoors – what with the thick jumper and the central heating. And ‘Homeland’ is on in a minute.
3. Cut wrists.
That’s going to hurt, isn’t it? And there’ll be blood everywhere, I’ve only just started Spring cleaning.
4. Drink copious amounts of alcohol, swallow a few sleeping tablets. Jump off high building.
I don’t like heights and high buildings. They make me want to jump off. Oh…
5. Shoot myself.
Don’t have a suitable weapon. Nerf gun with foam ‘bullets’ borrowed from son probably not going to do the job to be honest, even at point-blank range.
6. Overdose of meds.
Couldn’t understand the document about quetiapine o.d. I found on Google – it was far too technical. Does it or doesn’t it?? Also, fluoxetine o.d. seems unlikely.
As Samuel Beckett put it: ‘I can’t go on. I’ll go on.‘