Not such a good time. I could feel the low coming but seemed powerless to stop it this time. I'm currently on a drip for the OD I took. Have s bed reserved on the psych ward but don't mnkw whether I want to go. My husband brought my girls in and I felt like my heart was breaking. I'm so, so confused and in so much pain. I hate this. I hate what I am. I hate what I've done. I hate what I want to do.