I had a few drinks last night and took all my pills.
the whole was a fucking escalation, me breaking down on my parents, confronting Al about him trying to force me to suck his dick and I didn't get zero reaction, until now he didn't even bother calling.
my roommate called the ambulance and forced me to throw up and so did my neighbor, Ab was texting me that night and called my roommate to ask about me and he actually came over and stayed with me till i got discharged, they wanted me as an inpatient for the psych ward but I said no. I slept at Ab's place and he was by my side all night. The problem isn't that my friends caught me, it's the aftermath that came along with it, if i were dead i wouldnt be feeling this way. involuntary tics and twitches, my jaw keep clasping for no reason and ended up with my cheeks being chewed up coz i cant stop myself, dry mouth and thirst to the extent where I can't even swallow my own saliva coz there is not, the tremor, the restlessness. all these side effects from whatever that was left in my stomach, and they're still happening. I can't do this shit anymore.
My parents think i'm just overreacting, and my dad probably thinks it's a phase. As for Al, fucking abandonment. pure and simple. not even a text. the funny this is that when i called and i got angry i told him if i die i want it to be on your conscious and he told me it's a stupid idea. I was gonna do it anyway, but im glad i said that. what the fuck is wrong with him?
I can't deal with this week, I can't deal with his nonchalant behaviour, i can't deal with his face.
fuck it, i'm not gonna attend this week.
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