The title.
And by "serious" I mean you planned when, how and, if you wanted, left a note.
What made you not do it?
I suffer from depression. It's never fully gone away since I was a teenager but it's never been bad enough that I needed medication for it.
I planned my attempt. I wrote letters to the people I cared about most; I left a basic will to my parents detailing how I'd like them to divide my stuff with my friends, how I wanted to be buried etc, I wrote some of those friends their own personalised letter telling them how sorry I was, I planned it on a day when both my parents would take longer than usual getting home from work. I actually came within a few millimetres of opening the carotid artery; the doctor stitching me back together pierced it when he was sewing my neck wounds closed. How's that for irony?
It was the pain that stopped me. Turns out slicing your own throat open with a
katana is sore as ****. Who'd have guessed? Not me, apparently. Towards the end my survival instinct kicked in and I dialled 999. To this day I can still only guess at what was going through their heads when they pulled into the car park and were met by the paramedics or the police or whoever it was. Turns out I could have kept the sword too. I'd never bought it with the purpose of using it for suicide; I just did on a whim. Oh well. Not like I'd consider that method again anyway.