Winter 2014, I sat in my apartment alone after a night out with my friends. Even after drinking at the bars, I drank half a fifth of vodka and took Tylenol PM. 2-3 pills at a time, I ended up taking around 18 pills before I puked my guts out and passed out in the bathroom.
Tylenol PM has been my weird, unhealthy coping method. I take 3-4 pills and it truly just numbs the pain. I've been taking a lot lately as my boyfriend has been just completely stonewalling me all week. Today, I begged him to communicate with me, but we broke up instead. And now, 5 pills deep, I'm reminded of my failed attempt 2.5 years ago. I have a new bottle of 200 pills and a box of wine in the refrigerator. This is something I've thought about a lot lately. But today, it seems very tempting.
Submitted May 18, 2017 at 07:24AM by rtoes93 http://ift.tt/2pNa2dF SuicideWatch
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