The only time I have ever thought about it was when I was in a psychiatric ward. They are supposed to search your stuff when you get admitted but they didn't search mine for some reason. I had a little pen knife on my key ring.
It terrified me because I was aware I was "planning" things even against my own will, I didn't want to do it, but the thoughts kept coming and coming. I finally summoned up the courage to hand over my pen knife to one of the staff and my hand was trembling as I did it.
They took all paracetamols off me. The knife in the kitchen was locked away in the safe. The only thing I had access to was a water cooler. So I tried to do it that way - by drinking as much water as I physically could, and then drinking more and more again. Sounds so stupid, I was desperate. What a stupid stupid thing to do! It sent me into a coma for 36 hours. They thought I';d taken an overdose as I was tachicardic and my BP plummetted to dangerously low. Sodium levels in my blood were rock bottom. I was very lucky to come round. Stupid stupid me.
I feel so shocked at myself now when I think back. I have such a wonderful DH and DD. Those thoughts are so so far away from me now. I can hardly believe I am the same person as I was back then. It made me realise these thoughts were not me , not what I really wanted, they were symptoms of the illness I was going through. I did not really want to die. The illness had a grip on me and I was desperate to escape.
I am so so so glad that I was protected during that vulnerable time.
Suicidal thoughts are not normal, they should not be "tolerated" without seeking help, they are not a safe place to be and they are a sign of something being wrong. Please seek help.