Overdosed <mod edit - methods>. Went to the ER, was let go after 3 days. They didn't know what to do with gays in a psych ward then. Yeah later, more of the same, along with what I thought was POT. Just had a friend drive me around until it wore off. Few years later, I smashed a object into my knee. Got an infection in the hospital. Yeah, come find me if you want me that bad. Few years later, I overdosed on <mod edit- methods> in my room. Was pissed my partner found me, I'd be at peace. Went several years without any attempts. Maybe 2007 (sorry my mind is mush), I cut pretty badly, and have scars on both writs (2 on each), and I don't hide them. Was committed again for a week. Nothing bad happened to me, but what I saw, was scary. I'm not feminine, maybe that was what helped, who knows. No bad attempts until just the other night (why I'm here). I cut again, and nobody even knows about it. I'm killing myself already anyway, by drinking so much. I vomit every day. Blood has stopped now. I have a horrible taste in my mouth all the time. After effects are - nothing that resembles a human being. Secretly, I'm writing all this crap, because when I go, hopefully my haters will read it, and drop dead from gilt. They know who they are. If they follow me up here. I'm a great catch, indeed!