I happened to be intent on killing myself. My closest friend wasn’t — but she’s the one who is dead.
Published on May 12, 2016, at 10:30 a.m. ET
Whenever my pal said into the ICU that I had overdosed on my pills, we fuzzily asked, “My contraception pills? ”
Actually, I’d stood in the water fountain outside my dorm space and swallowed two containers of antidepressants. I’d already been consuming from day to night, making for the completely deadly cocktail.
Make no blunder, it was perhaps not really a whim that is drunken.
Simply 90 days early in the day, I’d been an individual in another medical center: a hospital that is mental.
My companion, Denise, had killed by by herself on Christmas time, and times following the funeral we told my mother that i needed to perish too. I really couldn’t forgive myself when it comes to role I’d played in Denise’s death: not just did We don’t conserve her, but I’m fairly specific We provided her the theory. Continue reading “My Best Friend Saved Me Personally Once I Attempted Suicide, But I Did Not Save Your Self Her”