I’m 14 years old and I’ve been thinking about overdosing on sleeping pills. I’ve done research on strong medications but I can’t seem to find any that are strong enough from over the counter products, it seems I have have a prescription from a doctor. I can’t do that without telling my parents and I dont think I can do that without bursting into tears and have them become angry with me. Just this morning I finally told them I didn’t believe in god and I felt they were about to disown me. I know this is probably a page to help others come out of their bad spots, but I really need someone to help me with these pills.
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i know that 14 is just a shit age all the way around…..and at the very very worst your parents don’t like you right now, this does not mean they dont LOVE you……I have 2 kids…..they can be total assholes….but ya know whats fucking hilarious about that? i LOVE the way they act like assholes….ok, that came out wrong…i mean, i love the people that they are, that they are becoming, and i wouldnt change a single thing about them even if i could…..everyone has baggage, and fucked up shit, you’re 14, you could be 41, it wouldnt make much diffrence, you’re human so you’re flawed……try talking to them…they might suprise you….looking foward to hearing back from you
one of my sons does not beleive in god and one does….i love them both equally, their theological beleifs dont even factor in……also, in my expeirience rx pills rarely work…..i weigh like 105 soaking wet, took 100, woke up after having a seizure and fucking up my hip real bad……i dont recommend it……not what you wanted to hear, but the truth is something that’s rarely welcomed
You won’t get help getting pills here, but even if you could get a prescription OD rarely works. What will happen in most cases is a quick trip to the hospital to get your stomach pumped and your liver will me damaged, either that or you’ll just sleep for days and wake up in confusion (yeah, i’ve done it and that’s what happens haha).
Cathy Arsis said, “you’re human so you’re flawed” I don’t know about that. The jury is still out on that one. I hate the idea that we all have to try to fix ourselves..that there’s something wrong. It’s like some people are considered genius with IQ’s of 170, but that’s only because it’s being compared, measured and judged. Some people are considered dumb, but that’s because they’re being judged. How can we just accept each other as is.
Anyway..pills won’t work like cathy and MF said.
to be human IS to be flawed, but i think you misunderstood my meaning……i am horribly, tragically flawed….there are some things about myself i view as negative, but….who in the fuck wants to be flawless?? i certaintly dont….and i don’t measure myself by the moral majority’s yard stick, in fact i pity people who find that nessacary….i embrace almost all of my flaws because without them, i’d be plastic, basically…..i like to tell myself, everyone has scars, you can just see mine….i dont hide them, couldnt if i wanted to, they’re really hard to miss….so i’ve learned to embrace them…..and while i think the saying ‘what dosent kill you only makes you stronger’ is a total crock of shit, and only people who’ve never truely been deeply hurt say this, i think you CAN benefit from your flaws, sometimes more so than what we view to be our strengths….i think anyways……also, to clarify another point…..i said pills DONT work….in my expieriance anyways….also….i really love reading your posts randall….idk if i’ve told u this b4, but if i havent, i’m saying it now….i’m thankful that you are here (for selfish reasons, obviously) but horribly saddened that such a seemingly great guy has so much strife to put up with
hi-
can’t help with the pills – they (gov’t) changed the strength of everything years ago to combat all the accidental deaths, sucks ass… trust me, i kno
maybe, i can help in another way…
my first suicide attempt was in 4th grade, it was dumb, i had no idea what i was doing but i really did want to die- at the time, i hated my mom (still do), but that wasn’t why i did it- i didn’t really know it was just this deep feeling of hopelessness and fear, insecurity and like i hated being inside my skin, the point is- it took me yearrrrrrrrrssss to find out what i had been repressing my entire life-
if you think you feel the way you do from something that may have occurred in your life google PTSD or CPTSD- read up on it a little and see if it sounds like you- if it does please consider talking to mom and dad-
good luck sweetie
Email me at unsharpened.crayons@hotmail.com
Best wishes,
Lauren
@disposable…..i HATE amy (i dont even call her my mother anymore, she never really was one) i wont get in2 all the gory details rite now, check out some of my other posts…but i can totally relate to what ur sayin
you won the mom lottery too? aren’t we lucky little girls??!!