I forgot about this blog. It’s sad. About six months ago I tried killing myself with a ton of aspirin and vodka. The problem was when I got too drunk and threw up the vodka and the pills came with it. I guess I shouldn’t have drank all that vodka. I was on the hospital for three days and then went to two different mental facilities. I never really got a definite diagnosis. They said I have PTSD and depression and anxiety and it was like Hm. None of the pills they gave me worked though. I went home after a couple weeks, and honestly it wasn’t long enough because when I got back all I did was obsess over suicide again. Here I am back in it. I got my boyfriend back and love him and I feel terrible for it I worry every day. I want to end my life tonight but I can’t because of him. I love him. He makes me want to live. It’s crazy, no one else could do that . Just him.
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Did you take yourself to hospital? Or were you forced? What happened?
My parents found me and took me
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Hey lost I remember reading a bunch of posts of yours like a year and a half ago. Sorry to see things haven’t really gotten better. Hope you are ok.