Hospitalized...again

Yeah I was put back in the mental hospital for about a week. Got out last Tuesday. They forced me to go because I was really depressed and I tried to kill myself by OD on some pills. But I'm mostly better now. I'm on depression meds that have been helping some. Trying to OD isn't any fun at all either. It gave me the worst trip of my life so far.When the pills started affecting me, I got extremely dizzy to the point where it was to hard to even sit up by myself. By this point I was already in the ER with an IV in my arm giving me some weird liquid I forget what they said it was. The pills did something weird to my eyes, it made the white part way too white, my pupils were all fucked up, and it hurt to keep them open. I also had the worst stomach pains and felt so sick but couldn't puke anything up. That gross feeling lasted for hours and was very uncomfortable. Taking the pills wasn't much fun either, I choked on about half of them and they tasted nasty. So the whole thing just wasn't any fun. After I took the pills I pretty much freaked out. I was shaking and I panicked when I started to feel them in me and I made the mistake of telling the nurse that I took them. She called 911 right away even though I begged her not to. When the ambulance and cops came, I got defensive and was refusing to go. They just pried my hands off the arms of the chair, picked me up, then strapped me down to the gurney so tight that I couldn't move an inch. Once I was in the ambulance, I eventually gave up on struggling 'cause I knew that I wouldn't be able to get away from them. I figured that I'd just sit and wait for the pills to kill me, but they never did. Part of me is glad that they didn't. But then a big part of me is disappointed that they didn't.

~AngelCutter