I know the pain of wanting to die. I felt it for several months all alone before anyone found out what I’d been doing to myself in order to cope. I had a good few goes at it-mostly overdosing on pills, useless, disgusting, nauseating pills. I began to realise I wasn’t going to die after my third attempt. I downed 190 over the counter painkillers and all that happened was a blissful uninterrupted sleep till the early hours of the morning when I woke up and spewed the lot up. Of course I felt a bit dizzy and weak for the rest of the day […]
