THe parentals couldn't do anything the night I overdosed...

I just foudn out, because it was a crime scene. It looked as if I had been attacked, adn they were checking to protect me from the law, because I had weed in my house, and I was high, but not on that on pills. I was messed up. I know she couldn't have been serious when she told me to kill myself. COuldn't be real or else I wouldn't have hurt her so bad when I seriously attempted at her prompting. I said if you were so worried about me being arrested for weed, why didn't you just frigging dump it save your daughters life, and help her instead of trying to hurt her more for relapsing? They must understand, I do what I do to survive. I don't want to hate my family. But somehow they don't understand me. They never will. Its my fight to fight not theirs, This is my battle to win. I did overcome after a serious relapse, and I am happy now. No matter what they try to say to make it up. Heidi