I don't know if yesterday I spoke to casually about what, I suppose, is an attempt suicide. I never made the decision to take those pills easily. I am not doing so well at the moment. And, sometimes, I just need a break from my mind. My mind is filled with so many things. School, family, friends, my future, the things that still hover from the past. Additionally, I think once you have flirted around the idea of death so many times, you become desensitised and it seems less scary. Added to that is probably a fair amount adrenalin in that moment. I am one of the people in life who struggle with boundaries. I place no boundaries and can't manage to stay in line with others. I am insanely open my life. I have no problem telling people things from my past because none of them embarrass me. This is the first thing I was iffy in letting people know. And this spread through the family the fastest. For example, today, my Grandpa came up to visit me now that I'm out of the clinic an...