Over the weekend I drank myself into oblivion. I was blacked out. I was with an old friend who informed me the next day of my actions and what I was saying. I tried killing myself. I repeatedly bashed my head into a wall. I don't remember anything. I clearly was unsuccessful. But I now have a severe concussion and a subdural hematoma. Finding out everything I was saying made things so much worse. Now I'm just so embarassed and upset that I wasn't successful that it makes me want to do it so much more.