i just didnt take enough. i planned for a week and i cleaned my room and i made a will and i put together piles of my favorite things for my friends. all that planning and my mom finds me 15 min from death. my liver was SO CLOSE to shutting down and i was almost ok when she called the f***ing ambulance. after making me puke everything up, i had to be in the stupid psych hospital for 2 weeks talking about my feelings to total strangers in a large group. so now im at home, being watched like a hawk. i have to live now. i wish i hadnt underdosed. i decided to poison myself so i wouldnt look to gross for my mom to find me. it wasnt permanent enough and now im stuck here.