I meant if you try to kill yourself. If you put a gun to your head and you pull the trigger you meant to kill yourself. If the bullet doesn't penetrate the skull for whatever reason and you don't die, it wasn't for a lack of trying. If get into an argument with someone and tell them that your going to kill yourself and then you go home and take a bottle of sleeping pills it's a cry for help.
That is quite dumb, because some pills are extremely toxic and if you know what you are doing, you will die. Sure, some pill attempts are either a cry for help or a sign of ambivalence, but if you really researched the pills and don't use crap like sleeping pills (unless you travel back in time and use barbiturates), no different than a loaded gun.
Huh, that's happened to me before, except I was on the strangled end. Yay alcohol.
My fight and flight instincts were all kinds of messed up. Sort of entered maniacal laughing, which just pissed her off more. The four who witnessed it's responses were interesting. I'd really pissed her off, and it was simply over a drunken misunderstanding on her part.
Naturally I felt the need to take a picture of the damage: 
The marks were much lighter than the damage done. What a time to re-learn what not being able to breathe feels like.
Mid-length. She did the kind of strangling where the claws turn inward once my expression was not what she wanted.
She's just lucky nothing major came up ever again after that, as I kept photos of the damage as potential blackmail, plus there were four witnesses. She was very sloppy.
Edit: Hah, "claws", how dramatic. I meant nails.