Oh my gosh I've tried to commit suicide 14 times in the last 19 months. I've always taken overdoses. I was always been put in the hospital against my will or my doctor has 302ed me. All I want is to die. This morning my husband left me after 26 years. My sons 22nd birthday is today and I'm just fit to be tied. I feel hopeless, useless and you name it. I don't want to live anymore. How can I go on? My husband keeps my meds in a locked safe so that I can't overdose but what he don't know is that I have 3 weeks worth of Prestiq hidden from him along with some Lexapre and Seraquel. I am serously thinking about taking these meds and going to sleep hoping that I won't wake up.