i tried to kill myself last nite. took a handful of tylenol with codeine. i woke up this morning surprised to be here. a pile of vomit layed next to me. finally got out of bed took a shower and sit here writing remembering images of a death trying to happen. my stomach is still very upset head is dizzy. numb. empty. my t sitting next to me holding my hand repeating over and over she will do everything in her power to protect me. a dream?? an abriation?? a survival instinct?? how did i get here?? no words. stomach rebelling,
expelling poisons. why is God keeping me alive??there is no purpose.
Posted on Oct 12, 2000, 11:51 AM from IP address 63.39.114.186