naiya

ok so heres the story..
on Sunday i had a breakdown, a big one. i hit rock bottom and i melted. i took a rather large overdose, and cut my arm up pretty badly, no-one was in. the flat was empty and i broke, i don't know why, something just snapped, i calmly wrote a letter to everyone, i didn't even cry that's how certain i was of everything..
and i took them... and my flat mate came home coz my friend had called her, coz id called her crying earlier.. and my flat mate saw me pretty much collapse and called an ambulancei spent 45 minutes on the phone to mark begging him to come because i needed his help, and he refused to come, even after the paramedics took my phone off me, and he heard them do that. he knew i was going to hospital.... so i dunno what happened.. but i ended up at the hospital... having my obs taken, my blood taken, and my arm bandaged. pscyh report done - i told them i couldnt go home i didnt trust what i'd do next and still they sent me home...
on monday i went to see my gp - which was the only advice the hospital the night before gave me and i was later evaluated by the crisis team and put in 'hospital' til today when i discharged myself