I almost did once. I planned to overdose on Tylenol. But I threw a ‘Hail Mary’ and reported that I was suicidal.

It was enough to get me admitted and I was given, finally, an accurate diagnosis of my mental health. It took a while before the right meds and dosage were prescribed.

A part of me told me that I hadn’t yet tried everything, LOL. I’m lucky. Clinical depression is no joke. I’m glad that you can’t self-delete, bruv. Life sucks. I’m sorry about your divorce, as well.