As I open the window of my bedroom, I can't help thinking that this is where it all started, this is the place where I turned into a coward, this is the place which made me believe in things that didn't exist. This is where I lost myself completely.
Its been five days since I took another overdose. I took 2 extra pills five days back and I am still facing the consequences of it. Unfortunately, instead of killing me the damn medicine upset my stomach. Now I have to deal with stomach troubles as well.
My mother doesn't trust me now at all. I went to kitchen to make myself a cup of milk. She made me show her the cup and utensils and then believed that I was not lying. It's stung. It really did. My mum not trusting me. I guess that's bound to happen when you take overdose twice.
"Mom, hide away the medicines, 'cause I don't trust myself", I had said.
I have made up a new hobby unknowingly. My mind keeps making plans of my suicide. The other day I was planning to gulp down all the medicines I have been prescribed for sleep. Maybe that would kill me I had thought. Mne time I got so low that I didn't do any potential thing when I was alone. Yup! I am getting more and more crazy.
I don't know when, but my last day on Earth is coming soon, I fear. I don't trust myself alone.
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Chasing Moonlight #savealife
General FictionKiara, a 20 years old girl suddenly starts suffering from panic attacks and depression. She has too many secrets she never shared, too many dark fears she never talked about. She wanted to be dead. This is her story. A story which tells why she chos...
