I tried killing myself with my insulin a while back, but chickened out basically 'cause that shit wasn’t tranquil. Nor have the times I’ve had diabetic ketoacidosis (where one’s blood turns acidic etc.) been tranquil neither. Sure once you lose consciousness it gets real calm and silent, but up until that point every cell and fiber of your entire being is screaming for life, and those screams are all you can hear as your blood hums in your ears drowning out everything external. And then there’s the horror also.

But yeah, I wouldn’t call any of the times I’ve almost died peaceful.