nothingbutafailure
Member
- Nov 21, 2024
- 6
Sometime last week or so I felt sad as soon as I got home. It just seemed like the world was too fucked up and I didn't want to be a part of it anymore. I was crying.
I ended up dumping out a few bottles of Prozac into a glass and I started to eat small handfuls of them. Prozac makes me really sleepy even in small doses, so I thought I could take a large amount, like 20, then take a nap and wake up and take even more to finish if I felt like it.
I ended up chatting with 988 and some other chats, fell asleep and I woke up to the police pounding on my door. To be fair I was being an asshole when chatting on 988 that time. There was an ambulance and a police officer. They shined lights into my windows too. I came down again and I was pretty direct and thanked them for stopping by but gave them a firm no when they asked to come inside to see what's going on.
I guess I'm glad I did because as soon as I walked into my bedroom, I saw a tumbler cup full of pills, which they probably would have used to justify doing... their jobs.
Anyway, this was the closest I've been in a long time.
I'm a predominantly unhappy person and I didn't think I'd get to this point. I'm not even sure why I'm writing this.
I ended up dumping out a few bottles of Prozac into a glass and I started to eat small handfuls of them. Prozac makes me really sleepy even in small doses, so I thought I could take a large amount, like 20, then take a nap and wake up and take even more to finish if I felt like it.
I ended up chatting with 988 and some other chats, fell asleep and I woke up to the police pounding on my door. To be fair I was being an asshole when chatting on 988 that time. There was an ambulance and a police officer. They shined lights into my windows too. I came down again and I was pretty direct and thanked them for stopping by but gave them a firm no when they asked to come inside to see what's going on.
I guess I'm glad I did because as soon as I walked into my bedroom, I saw a tumbler cup full of pills, which they probably would have used to justify doing... their jobs.
Anyway, this was the closest I've been in a long time.
I'm a predominantly unhappy person and I didn't think I'd get to this point. I'm not even sure why I'm writing this.