So, i sat there in my bed, pointed at my chest - (because i like my face) - and loaded the rifle, played some favorite music and breathed for some minutes, looking at pictures (parents, ex girlfriend blabla)
Breathed out, pulled the trigger and it just clicked. I had one in the chamber and the safety was off. I really panicked, breathed, throwing the gun in anger at the wall, it went off, breaking my window.
It definetly could've been the end there.
but here it is dude.
I actually turned christian because of that. I prayed and didn't feel answered to i prayed for death really and i just clicked. I life a very open thruthfully humble life now after that.
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u/TwoMoreMinutes 1d ago
Jesus Christ what was the feeling, adrenaline relief or holy fucking what?