I recently had a bad night and just wanted sleep, but apparently I overdosed on sleeping pills and wound up in the er. I almost died needed the shock paddles and everything. Now I can't convince anyone (even my husband) that I didn't try to kill myself. To top it I apparently got behind the wheel of my car and got into a accident that I have no memory of. Now no one trusts me to even be home alone which is very depressing. I know that they have every right to be afraid, but I don't know how to figure out how to fix it all. I am trying to take responsibility for my actions by dealing with the insurance company and car repairs. But it doesn't seam to enough. How do I take responsibility for the emotional trauma I caused the people who had to deal with seeing me hooked up to all the machines and not knowing if I was going to live or not? I feel all alone and like a child, why won't they believe me?
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