Just got out the hospital after a suicide attempt. I took an overdose of xxxx because I was so upset. I have bipolar but had been doing really well for a few years. Then, about a year ago, I was diagnosed with Rheumatoid Arthritis. I have been in terrible pain for the past six months. I have had days when I couldn't walk or move and spent the whole day in bed. The dr offered steroids to help me feel better, but I kept refusing them becasue I knew they made me depressed and gave me mood swings. Finally, after spending two weeks in bed and unable to stand the pain, I agreed to take them. I got VERY depressed. My parents were giving me a hard time one night because they have to do everything for me these days (example- clean my apt, do the dishes, take out my garbage) because I have been unable to do it. Well, they got me so upset that I decided I was a burden on them and they would be better off w.o me. So I took the pills. After a while I called Poison Control and asked them if what I took would be fatal. I told them a friend had taken them. The person on the other end said they could be fatal and advised me to get my "friend" to the hospital. I hung up- with no intention of calling an ambulance just wanting to die. But then Poisin control called back and asked if I had taken them myself. I admitted it, but when they asked for an address I just hung up. But then the police called and said they were coming over, so they must have been able to look up my address. then on to the hospital. I still get very depressed, especially when the pain is bad. I am still on the steroids, but I am trying to ge toff them. Today I stopped them and we'll see if the pain is still as bad- if it is, I need to go back on them. it seems I have a choice between being in physical agony or being depressed. It really sucks.