My names Jenny, I am 19, I have BPD and severe depression. <edit moderator total eclipse method> interact to cause seizures. Which I intended on. I really wanted to die. It wasent impulse, but more of a "it's never gunna get better so what's the point in living?" reason. I was at the end of my rope and wanted to let go. The story- it was a normal day for me. I was depressed but not talking to anyone about it. Nobody knew how much I was suffering.. So I looked up on the Internet what could react with as it causes seizures. PERFECT. So before bed, I took about <edit moderator total eclipse method>I didn't sleep for long.. I woke up in extreme pain and puked.. But this didn't stop the pain. I decided to lay out and quietly watch "the human centipede". I passed out again. Next thing you know my mum was asking my If I toke something and checking my pupils. I blackout again. This is when the seizures started I guess. I "woke up" again, in an ambulance, to parametics injecting me with something. I was SO scared cuz I didn't know where I was and I started fighting and screaming.. Then I heard my dads voice and it calmed me down a lot. Another black out. I get to the hospital and I told them I had tacken meds because obviously they already knew. Well that's enough of the overdose stuff. They sent me to a psych ward for a good week. The end. I'm not so grateful that I lived tho because once again, I am very depressed.