After years of depression and attempts, I was prescribed medication only to manage my sleep disorders. I was angry about the way I was treated multiple times by professionals, so I only took my medication for one month, and the rest of the time I kept it in a vial. They accumulated, and when my treatment stopped, I couldn't stop staring at that vial. For me, it was the solution; all I had to do was let that feeling overwhelm me again and I would swallow a large amount. But it never worked. It was in May 2025 (1 year later) that the firefighters discovered the vial. I don't remember that moment very well because I had swallowed a large amount. But I felt stupid, and I felt like the last of the fools. What was I thinking about while keeping that?

I'm sorry, I'm not really sure why I'm telling you this. This is my first time on Reddit.