Urgh, it really is doing my fucking head in. I spent the last two days/nights in hospital due to a fucking overdose, and I fail. My mom and dad and most of my family know everything about me, my depression, my overdose, my suicidal thoughts, everything. And yet they accuse me of emotionally blackmailing them. I'm SO fucking sorry for walking out of an arguement in tears because I know it will trigger me. I'm SO fucking sorry I'm not as perfect as you thought I am. I'm SO fucking sorry I'm alive. Its driving me crazy and now - I just wanna take more pills and end it all.