Two weeks ago I took an overdose of alcohol and benzos again hoping it would work again. It didn’t and I went to the emergency department but they just sent me home.
Then I went home and the next day I wanted to overdose on lithium. I thought about it a lot but I spent time with a friend.
The next day I thought about it after having a drink with a friend and the thought was just so strong I had to give in. But my friend called me whilst I was taking pills so he saved my life.
This time I was kept overnight in the hospital for observation of my physical health. All the tests were okay because I hadn’t taken too much as my friend had called me.
Then I went home to my parents from university and thought about slitting my wrists and jumping in front of trains so it was then that my father and I knew I needed to be in hospital.
As the NHS weren’t listening to me and wouldn’t hospitalise me we went private.
I am now feeling a lot better after a week of being in hospital.
I went out today but didn’t think of jumping in front of trains.
The only reason I can think of for why I have been feeling this way is that I was raped not long before.