Heh, its funny. Not sure why I came here or why I am posting this. I have collected a range of pills, and plan on doing an overdose. My life is a bitch, I have been diagnosed with depression and anxiety problems and know in my heart that it is too far gone. Noone can help me anymore. They try tho, they think that they are helping and that they understand. Boy, they cant be further from the truth. If I die, then that will be fine, I wont have to put up with this shit anymore. If I live, then that will be fine as well as I have read so many stories where people have attempted suicide, which woke people up and they have then gotten the help that they so badly need and people have then actually understood them better. Sorry, I am sort of rambling on a bit here.