Well after a huge argument with my mum and also after thinking about doing it for six months, I over dosed. This strange sensation washed over me and i grapped all my tablets to hand and then my boyfriend found me and grabbed the rest of what i had left and everything else in the house. Well went to a&e and they were fantastic. No serious damage done but I had thr opportunity to speak with a lovely mental health nurse and came home and felt a good better. He is going to refer me to a better shrink. The strange thing was, was that I felt comforted being in that bed on the ward being supported and i have never felt as peaceful. It's the after effect which is making me feel so bad. I text my best mate to tell her and then never heard from her for days until I asked her why and she said that it wasn't something to discuss over the phone. All my other friends got in touch though. Then I asked them all round to my house tonight as I wanted to see everyone and try to move on and relax. But no, according to my three best mates this is in very bad taste. So i texted my so called best friend and asked why this was such a problem. So rand and ranted down the phone at me about how i should stop texting her and if i needed proper help that she would be there for me. I was so pissed off that i told her i didn't need her help and she said fine-good luck with everything. So long story short why do you feel like a person with an infectable disease having overdose and some ppl don't what to call or they alll want to see me on an individual basis and not in a group situation as all i was asking for was support and not a party as they assumed so.