I do not fear death. I fear getting it wrong.

Speaking with my T the other day I realized that I had given so much thought to killing myself that I had essentially talked myself out of it.

As much as I may not enjoy life I have no intentions of making my life worse through the after effects of a failed attempt.

If asked if I have a plan the honest truth is; "Not unless I can come up with something foolproof."

I wonder if the person asking finds that disturbing. Like, I have intentions but not unless I can make it a definite so I'm sure I'll be fine! lol

Anyone else found themselves over thinking these things?