Chapter twenty four - overdose

Chapter twenty-four

Overdose

My downwards spiral just kept spiralling down, being held down by this massive anchor that I now call depression.

I was struggling a lot and I found it hard, they had taken away anything that I could use, however, I had a plan.

This plan hadn't come to me until I had gone away for the week to my parents.

SR had recommended that my mum buys a safe, so she did.

She locked all the tablets up with a padlock in a cupboard 🔒 and it wasn't locked that we'll because you could still open it a fraction; I could fit my hand in the cupboard.

With the words of what my nanny had told me, the urge to try to end my life had got too much.

With the adrenaline running high, I stuck my hand through the cupboard and grabbed two boxes of paracetamol and went and overdosed on them.

Unfortunately, it did nothing. I was brought to A&E and then later released.

This really annoyed me, I knew that I had to try harder next time.