Any other overdose survivors here, looking to hash it out with anyone whose been through it

[ibuprofen_ninja]

The complications of having done that to my body are just beginning to settle in and I feel like the biggest idiot. Everyday is a fight not to give in and do it again. Anyone here been through an overdose and want to vent? Honestly the most shamefaced, desperate "method" out there. I now have rheumatoid arthritis in my mid twenties and diseased kidneys. Looking at a lifetime of pain up ahead, but I'm almost for 'walking' right through it, least walking as best as I can. Anyone else feel this sh**?

 

[stellabelle]

All the time.
Overdoses make people hallucinate.
Then people are labeled as if they legitimately believe in those hallucinations.
(some people believe those hallucinations.)
Abusers take videos of those incidents and lie.
People won't hand you money that's yours.
You dance and laugh as they taunt you, trying to laugh it off.
Because people won't listen when you tell them what happened.
They want you to scream.
They want to label you.
They want to blame you for being a victim.
They insult you. They lie more.
Blaming you for overdosing.
Rather than themselves for causing it.
Forcing themselves into your life where they aren't welcome.
Burning you from your jobs. Your education. Your housing.
Asking you the same question 100x until you snap.

Wasting your time and money and treating you as if you're some type of alien.

Nobody takes you seriously.
This is one fucked up world.

People fail to see your sense of humor or acknowledge your serious side and then blame you.

Hospitals ask you for a celeb pic and criticize you for cutting your hair. Wanting to never see your fuckin family again. All of it.

Gender norms. Piece of shit police officers, bullshit doctors, bullshit nurses, bullshit societal "expectations" of "normal" and "abnormal."

There are so many reasons to overdose. And so many reasons not to.

 

[Rustysoupcan]

I've overdosed but thankfully it wasnt too bad and didnt cause long term effects. But the urge to do it again is real. If I knew I wasnt going to cause long term damage to my body I would do it. I dont know what it is that makes me want to even. Like I know it's not likely to kill me. I'm not going to get good attention from it. It will only make my life worse yet I think about doing it everyday.

 

[Timeless]

I overdosed twice one of the 2 I was found , brought to a hospital. Even there they had big problems keeping me alive. I was in coma for 2 weeks. I saw myself leaving my body , and after that pure bliss , no worries, problems or any pain. I don't like to share it but but it was heavenly.. Since then (actually before that to be honest) I'm not afraid of death since being in a deep coma I'd practically was dead with a saturation of less then 60% and couldn't breathe on my own strength. And was in the hospital for a month give or take.

After that failure I'm now planning it on such a remote place that it can't happen to me again.

But now I'm fully insured so my family won't be have to pay for funeral. Even they will get more money as needed for it. So I can give my parents a nice amount of money in my will..

Before I share to much I'll stop here.

And hoping that everyone else will have a better future.

Peace be with you ❣

 

[Lupgevif]

May I ask what did you overdose on?

 

[ibuprofen_ninja]

May I ask what did you overdose on?

It was ibuprofen. There should really be disclaimers all over this site that, as well as overdosing in general being a bad idea, overdosing on OTC meds is a one way ticket to a world of hurt

I've overdosed but thankfully it wasnt too bad and didnt cause long term effects. But the urge to do it again is real. If I knew I wasnt going to cause long term damage to my body I would do it. I dont know what it is that makes me want to even. Like I know it's not likely to kill me. I'm not going to get good attention from it. It will only make my life worse yet I think about doing it everyday.

don't do it, mate, you're only asking for trouble

 

[TriggerHappy]

Ok. What were you thinking? Prescription meds will not kill you, they'll just hurt you.
There are other threads I've weighed in on with loads more personal stuff... did u really think it was gonna work?
These days I don't even trust H od, because they naloxone yr arse right back. Opiates slow yr system (yr living, and yes yr dying process down...)
Don't be hard on yrself. But do yr research. Even temaze-pams etc etc aint wot they used to be. Their fatality level is suspicious at best, like fentanyl. Woke up in I.c.u and then got committed to asylum cos they found my letter in my leather jacket and didn't want to babysit me... I had pulled out my iv twice already...
Longtime functional junkie with way too many ods / drownings / stopped hearts to count.... hoping to sn and H (and more more more) on my last day...

 

[FailureGirl]

I overdosed 10 years back and the person I was with knew I'd taken the pills so many that Id started coughing the last few up, he just ignored it and last thing I remember was laying there as he... used me..
He apparently called an ambulance sometime the next morning.

I woke up 3 days later from a coma, they seid when I got to hospital it was too late to try giving me charcoal but they also put in their notes that it wasn't a "serious" attempt I was kept in the psych ward for like 5 days as on day 3 I decided I didn't want to be locked inside anymore so started acting normal saying I regretted it while cursing myself in my head for failing and planning the next try.

After that the guy I'd been with that night used my guilt to push me into a mostly physical relationship with him... But after afew weeks i realised I was with him out of guilt and left him and very soon found myself with someone worse who loved to prey on girls and sometimes guys who were easy to control and weak like me...

I could keep going but I think Iv covered it.
Sorry if I seid too much.

 

[Red]

Overdosed on all meds I could get my hands on at 17. Was on a cocktail of drugs at the time; antidepressants, downers, antipsychotics. Was in with a bad crowd n was doing street drugs too. I'd often black out n wake up n they'd tell me I'd taken all my meds. They never stopped me.

One time I took so many that they finally called an ambulance. Went to hospital and the nurse who I faced in my most dire time of need treated me like utter shit; told me I was wasting her time, that I was stupid and disgusting. She grabbed my arm roughly and shoved me about before leaving me in an abandoned part of the hospital with no other living soul in sight.

I drifted in n out of consciousness for hours, vague flashes of this horrible nurse then just loneliness and fear. I came to suddenly needing to pee, stumbled to the doorway to see if I could find the toilet and shouting out for help. Nobody came and in desperation I peed in the corner, unable to hold it any longer or make it to the toilet. Blacked out again.

Woke up to nurse cursing me out n an orderly cleaning up the mess. Then all I remember is being carted off in a wheelchair, unable to walk or stand, barely able to even control my eyes or mouth, to a mental facility.

I was there for a couple of weeks; could hardly see, vision blurred, unable to open eyes properly. Couldn't close mouth so it just sat agape. Gradually, bit by bit, recovered my senses. Nobody came to see me, nobody called. When I finally got out n told my family, they didn't care. "What do you want us to do about it?"

It was then that I finally realised that I am totally alone in this world. Should've had the sense to know it sooner but that was when it finally hit home.

 

[tiredplant777]

I overdosed twice one of the 2 I was found , brought to a hospital. Even there they had big problems keeping me alive. I was in coma for 2 weeks. I saw myself leaving my body , and after that pure bliss , no worries, problems or any pain. I don't like to share it but but it was heavenly.. Since then (actually before that to be honest) I'm not afraid of death since being in a deep coma I'd practically was dead with a saturation of less then 60% and couldn't breathe on my own strength. And was in the hospital for a month give or take.

After that failure I'm now planning it on such a remote place that it can't happen to me again.

But now I'm fully insured so my family won't be have to pay for funeral. Even they will get more money as needed for it. So I can give my parents a nice amount of money in my will..

Before I share to much I'll stop here.

And hoping that everyone else will have a better future.

Peace be with you ❣

Wow, thank you for sharing your experience. I'm sorry life has been so painful for you.

 

[Euthanza]

Overdosed on all meds I could get my hands on at 17. Was on a cocktail of drugs at the time; antidepressants, downers, antipsychotics. Was in with a bad crowd n was doing street drugs too. I'd often black out n wake up n they'd tell me I'd taken all my meds. They never stopped me.

One time I took so many that they finally called an ambulance. Went to hospital and the nurse who I faced in my most dire time of need treated me like utter shit; told me I was wasting her time, that I was stupid and disgusting. She grabbed my arm roughly and shoved me about before leaving me in an abandoned part of the hospital with no other living soul in sight.

I drifted in n out of consciousness for hours, vague flashes of this horrible nurse then just loneliness and fear. I came to suddenly needing to pee, stumbled to the doorway to see if I could find the toilet and shouting out for help. Nobody came and in desperation I peed in the corner, unable to hold it any longer or make it to the toilet. Blacked out again.

Woke up to nurse cursing me out n an orderly cleaning up the mess. Then all I remember is being carted off in a wheelchair, unable to walk or stand, barely able to even control my eyes or mouth, to a mental facility.

I was there for a couple of weeks; could hardly see, vision blurred, unable to open eyes properly. Couldn't close mouth so it just sat agape. Gradually, bit by bit, recovered my senses. Nobody came to see me, nobody called. When I finally got out n told my family, they didn't care. "What do you want us to do about it?"

It was then that I finally realised that I am totally alone in this world. Should've had the sense to know it sooner but that was when it finally hit home.

I overdosed valium once, they made a lil hole in my back spinal cord. After recovery I know I'm all alone by then