“I was a sophomore at college, and had been suffering from severe depression, bipolar, anorexia and self mutilation for years; they all seemed to be treatment resistant. I was at a good friend\u2019s dorm when we started to snort crushed Adderall, and qualudes. The effects started immediately. I became extremely talkative and hyperactive. I confessed to him that when I had attempted suicide that spring the night before I was drugged and raped by a friend who lived on my floor and his friend from home. I began confessing numerous travesties that had occurred to me. While sitting in his dorm, I started to feel really funny. My heart was beating so fast I thought it would explode, my skin became cold and clammy and I began slipping in and out of consciousness. My breathing was rapid and shallow, I began to panic. He knew what was going on and took me to the bathroom, forcing me to vomit, but nothing came up. I began telling him, ‘It\u2019s alright; I know I\u2019m going to die and I\u2019m not afraid.’ I kissed his cheek and simply asked that he hold me until the end. As shaky and cold as I was, I felt warm inside and peaceful. Sounds faded from my ears, everything was becoming really quiet, despite a slight vibrating in my ears. His roommate, who happened to be an EMT came home and saw me. I blacked out, and he performed CPR on me and got my heart beating again. They took me to the hospital, where it was confirmed I had overdosed and they were surprised I was still alive. I survived and no one but the three of us ever spoke of it again. I know it isn\u2019t as morbid as the rest but that day I almost became someone else\u2019s morbid story.”<\/p>\n
Do you have a morbid story to share? Send it to The Comtesse DeSpair<\/a>. “I was a sophomore at college, and had been suffering from severe depression, bipolar, anorexia and self mutilation for years; they all seemed to be treatment resistant. I was at a good friend\u2019s dorm when we started to snort crushed Adderall, and qualudes. The effects started immediately. I became extremely talkative and hyperactive. I confessed […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[3],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-478","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-brush"],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.decidedlygrim.net\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/478","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.decidedlygrim.net\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.decidedlygrim.net\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.decidedlygrim.net\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/2"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.decidedlygrim.net\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=478"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/www.decidedlygrim.net\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/478\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":4038,"href":"https:\/\/www.decidedlygrim.net\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/478\/revisions\/4038"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.decidedlygrim.net\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=478"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.decidedlygrim.net\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=478"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.decidedlygrim.net\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=478"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}
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