well no not really, lol. i was just celebrating my grandmother's birthday with some of my family
well shit just happened, i basically just did something really retarded and now i'm freaking out. so i was just at someone's house for a party, right, and all of a sudden i had the genius idea to go into their bathroom and steal all of the pills. so i went in there and found a shit ton of ibuprofen, grabbed some other random shit, stuck it all under my shirt and walked out.
then i was alone in the kitchen for a bit, and there was another bottle of pills sitting on the counter, and the thought crossed my mind for about two seconds that someone might notice it missing, but at this point i was so desperate that i didn't give a fuck and i just grabbed it.
then a little while later they came in the room looking for that bottle of pills and they didn't find it, they were like 'yo sin did you see those pills' and i was like 'idk about any pills lol'. it turned out that it was actually medication that their cat needed to stay alive, and in my head i was like oh shit what the fuck did i just do. but they didn't appear to suspect me of taking it, so after a bit i left and went home with the pills.
so i get home, and all of a sudden i have the thought, what if they realize that i took them and they call my parents and they come down and search my room. i completely freaked the shit out, i poured the pills out of the bottles into a plastic bag which i crammed inside my bra and tried to conceal the best i could, and i took the empty pill bottles and put them inside the toilet tank, where i'm really hoping they won't look. because it's the logical conclusion to come to, right?? some suicidal person comes over to your house and then you notice some pills are missing, what the fuck you gonna think??
actually i don't even know if they know about my suicide attempt, because my parents don't like them and never talk to them, but someone else could have told them. idk
at any rate, i've got about three hours until the parents go to bed, until i can be sure of not being interrupted while i swallow this shit and die. i'm just gonna sit here and play some fucking agario and try not to have a complete panic attack because i really can't go back to the hospital again, i'd be completely fucked
so at about 2100 last night i swallowed all the pills, i don't remember very much after that but when i woke up this morning my room was a complete war zone. pink vomit on the bed, pink vomit on the carpet, pink vomit on the walls, pink vomit in a big trail leading up to the toilet, and a huge pile of pink vomit in the toilet.
i found this tab open in my browser, for some reason that i don't recall.
miraculously, i'm still vomiting shit up, except that it's gone from being orange-pink to some dark brown kind of shit.
i just don't know how the fuck i'm going to explain this to my parents. there's no way that i could possibly get all the shit off of the furniture in time. i think i'm kind of fucked