[Serious] Redditors who have overdosed - what was it like and how did it change you? Do you still use drugs?

A very long time ago, I overdosed on my antidepressants. I'd been taking antidepressants for many years, and had no clue they could kill you if you took too many. It was by pure coincidence that I had discovered the drugs' lethal potency. I had been watching one of those primetime news shows, like 20/20, regarding a girl who had committed suicide by taking exactly the same drugs I had been prescribed. Learning that information set off a light bulb in my head. At that time, I was going through a very difficult period in my life and I'd felt overwhelmingly stifled. Then one day, I couldn't stand the suffocation any longer. I remember feeling like a zombie that entire day: no emotions, no desire to do or want anything. I think I spent most of that day lying on my couch, staring at my apartment walls. Something clicked, and I remembered that news program's story of the girl who'd overdosed. I grabbed my medication and downed them one after another, and then waited on my couch for my life to end. As the meds kicked in, I remember falling asleep and then later waking up to a bevvy of hallucinations (mostly dark shadow forms walking towards me). I kept falling in and out of consciousness. At some point, I'd ended up calling my bestie (although, I don't remember calling her). Apparently I'd told her about the shadow people. She had spare keys to my apartment, so she could easily let herself in. I had woken up from my unconsciousness by her slapping me in the face several times. While she was worried for my health, I was too busy wondering how the hell did she know I was here in this drugged state. She'd called 911 and I barely remember the ambulance arriving and taking me to the hospital. I was admitted for a few hours. When I was discharged, I remember the nurse handing me back my bottle of medication I'd overdosed on only hours prior. After that day, I quit taking my or any antidepressants for good; cold turkey. The withdrawal was pure hell (it lasted over a year), but I thought it would be worth it in the long-run. While I still battle with depression, anxiety, and suicidal thoughts, I can't seem to forget how easy it was for me to fall into that emotionless, zombie-like demeanor while being on a drug that was supposed to help combat that very feeling. I've definitely fallen into many deep emotional pits, but none as tragic as the day of my overdose.

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