I had to I was hurting so bad. My neck, my back, waist, and legs were killing me. I passed out several times from pain trying to get out of the woods. When I got to a road, I passed out again, and someone called ambulance, and of course the police were sent.
The doctor checked me out and questioned me, and I eventually told him it was a failed suicide. Ended up going to the Happy House for nearly a year and a half.
Couldn't walk right for a while, and my voice was gone, more of a raspy whisper, but not completely gone.