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I wanted to die.
That was all I could think about. All I could think about was that I wanted to be dead. I didn't want to feel what I was feeling, I didn't want to hear what I was hearing, I didn't want to...live anymore.
It was a sad thing. All I had were sad thoughts floating around in my head. I felt so alone, even as I sat on Liam's couch with his dog resting his head on my lap.
"Would you like a cup of tea, sweetheart?" Liam asked from the kitchen, then chuckled, "Or coffee. I know Americans aren't as fond of tea as us Brits."
"No, thank you, Liam," I responded quietly, getting up from the couch gently, so as not to wake the dog up. "I need to use the bathroom. Where is it?"
"Straight down the hall, first door to your left," he called back. He couldn't see my face and I was glad. I didn't look well. I wasn't feeling well.
I found the bathroom and entered, locking the door behind me.
I opened the medicine cabinet and inspected the contents.
My eyes landed on a pill bottle more than half filled.
I tried to calm my breathing and steady my heartbeat, but it was impossible.
My hands were shaking terribly.
I gave myself one last look in the mirror, before I -
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