My life has been in a turn of events this year and past.
I'm 17, live in an all white suburban area, parents have been divorced since 2006. My mom who is a controlling, backstabbing bitch who constantly puts me off and controls everything I do, unless I tell her off. My dad who is a white supremacist who raised me to be a tribal and bigot that I am today. I lost my virginity to a girl I 'loved' back in May and she ended up ruining my summer, my birthday and my life. In October I had been forced by my father to see a psychiatrist for 'help' and forced anti-depressants on me. This past January that same girl lied to me and I got extremely depressed, I had thought of Self Delete and on Saturday January 9th after a long emotional phone call with tears and snot rolling down my face I had ingested 70 Zoloft (anti-depressants) in order to kill myself. I ended up realizing what I had done and called my dad to come take me to the hospital. I ended up hallucinating to the point of unexplainable dimensions and I was transferred to a mental hospital, after spending a week there I had realized what life truly was, I had done the most deepest thinking of my life. When I got out of the hospital my life changed, going to parties every weekend, hanging out with my friends, actually CARING about school and my future and life seems like it's getting better and better.
Also, not expecting any sympathy, I'm not proud of what I did.
