The last thing I remember was taking the third med. After that, flashes of memories are blurred. Rayana helping me to walk, my mom waking up pushing towards the bed. I don't know what happened, but later I saw I've taken 10 zolpidem pills. It makes me feel bad because I need to explain my dad why I'm running out of meds so soon.
And again, here I am, ALIVE. GODFUCKINGDAMNED
maybe with some alcohol it works. How can I drink some alcohol here?????
I need a better plan.
The opioid was weak, 10 pills only, I could even try to OD over it.
It has to be zolpidem, alprazolam and alcohol. And It wILL FUCKING BE!