I attempted suicide in Oct. by taking a handful of sleeping pills. I was found by my sister, who called 911. I spent 24 hours in the ER and was then transported to a psych ward where I spent two weeks. I came out with the determination that I would never hurt the people I love again, but when I got home, that hope immediatly disappeared. I hate my life. I hate myself. I am lonely, even when I am not alone. I am seeing a psych, am on anti-depressants, but nothing seems to help. My home-life is a nightmare and there is nothing I can do to change it. The only solution I can come up with is death. I have felt this way for a year now, with no relief what-so-ever. I do have friends, I do have family, but I just can't seem to find any joy in life. I feel dead inside...just plodding through each day, so miserable and depressed. I can't imagine a lifetime of this. I just can't do it. There are circumstances that cause me to feel this way...a husband who says he doesn't love me anymore, huge financial burdens..It just seems really hopeless...A never ending nightmare. Is there an answer for me? I just don't know where to turn. Can someone please help me?