You have nothing to live for anymore. Do it!
Make sure the garage door is sealed well.
Put the barrel in your ear and move it an inch towards your face.
At least 3 stories and make sure you go head first.
I’d love to work the phones. Do or Do Not, there IS No Try.
My snowflake suicide hotline (takes all major credit cards) will play an excerpt of the National Lampoon classic, “Deteriorata”:
“You are a fluke of the universe. You have no right to be here. And whether you can hear it or not, the universe is laughing behind your back.....give up!”
;^)