Thursday, September 19, 2013

An Idea, Part II

On Monday, I sat down on the floor of the kitchen with two Propel waters, medicine bottles, a cell phone and I downed 56 pills of 150mg lithium and then 6 Ultrams (50mg) because I'm hoping the tramadol will get me high and/or make me pass out. I didn't wait long before I called 911, and told dispatch what I had done.

People are going to ask (I leave for STanford on Friday), and they have, but I don't know why I did it.

I'm depressed, sure, but why Monday? Why not some other day? What was the trigger?


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