Oct 10, 2013 19:54
I tried to kill myself on Monday night. I'd been saving my medication that they "trust me to take" on the ward and I just took all of it. I'd been saving it for weeks.
Obviously, someone found me and it didn't work. I hate myself for failing at this too. I failed daughterhood, sisterhood, cousinhood, friendship, being thin, and killing myself.
Great job, Jackie.
I'm out of emergency and back on the ward. They're going to keep pumping fat into me. Im already huge.
I wish it would have worked. Now, I'm fat and getting fatter, they're going to be monitoring my medication intake, and I have fucking IVs.
Fuck. My. Life.
I want to die.