My first suspension was at a BBQ in Shannon's backyard. I had done my first pulling about a month and a half earlier at the July 1st BBQ, and it was one of the most amazing things I'd ever done, so I was pretty stoked when Phil and Marty told me that I could go up. Earlier I had decided that i wanted to go up suicide, because it seemed to be the simplest, and I already knew what having my back pierced felt like. Originally, I wanted to go up with six hooks, But Ash told me it would be easier if I went up with four. When I was ready, I had Ash and Marty pierce me. They told me that they were going to do two piercings at a time to make things easier. They counted me in, and then put the first two needles and hooks in my back. I was shocked, because it hurt a lot more this time than it did when I did my pulling. Later I found out that it hurt more this time because the barbs on the hooks weren't filed down as much as they were the last time,(no offence Phil). I was a lot more nervous when they put the second set of hooks and needles in my back, since the first ones hurt so bad. When they put them in, it was equally as painful as the last. I had to sit for a second afterwards to let myself cool down before I went up. I was still pretty nervous when they told me it was my turn to go up, and I regret not waiting longer before I did, because it is clear to me now that I wasn't ready to go up when I did. Later my friend Angela told me that you could tell by the look on my face that I was very uncomfortable. As they were attaching me to the rig, someone asked me if there was any music that I wanted them to play while I was up. So I asked Shannon if he had any Elastica, and everybody laughed at me. Then Jay and Marty started making fun of me, which actually made me feel better, and took my mind off things for a bit. Finally, everything was ready to go, but I still didn't feel right. As soon as they tightened the rope, I knew this wasn't going to work out as I had anticipated. I don't know what it was. I guess I just couldn't concentrate, because everytime they tightened the rope, I felt worse. I kept telling them to slow down, even though Marty told me it was better if I went up fast, but I feared that if I went up too fast I would pass out. I can't quite remember what happened next, but I think Marty realised that I wasn't going to get up if I kept going slow, and just told them to go because the next thing I knew, they had me in the air. My feet were about at Marty's waist when I told them to stop. I was definitely not feeling good and would not let go of Marty's hands. I stiffened up and began breathing rapidly. Marty kept telling me to take it easy and breath slowly, but I couldn't concentrate. He told me the burn would start to go away, and started to count down from sixty. With every count I began to feel more dizzy and nauseous. Before he finished counting down, I knew I was just going to get worse, so I told them to bring me down. They stopped half way, but I told them to keep going because I was exhausted. Once my feet were on the ground, all I could do was put my head on Marty's chest and hug him. I was still breathing heavy and sweating a lot, but I was okay. A little while later Jay took out my hooks and squeezed out my air pockets. I almost feel asleep while he was pushing out the air because it feels like a massage. He gave me one of the hooks to keep and Angela took pictures of my bloody back. I was pretty sore for a few minutes afterwards, but then I just felt the same as I did after my pulling. At first I was unhappy with my suspension because I wanted to stay up longer and I wasn't enjoying myself when I was up, but then I realised that this isn't a contest to see who's dick is bigger, it's about doing what you want and feeling good about it. When I think about it now, I feel good because I know I have experienced something that most people will never, and hell, at least I got off the ground without passing out or puking on Marty's face. Since then I've done another pulling, which I enjoyed. I plan to do another suspension sometime next year, but for now I think I'm going to take it easy and let my back heal up.
submitted by: Anonymous
on: 30 Oct. 2001