How many dawns, chill from his rippling rest
The fear just after my overdose, after deciding I really wanted to die, was indescribable. But somehow, I was not alone. Emotionally, there was a range of feelings including regret, fear of death, sadness over what led to this point, and a longing for things to have been different. There was also a sense of isolation, as I grappled with the enormity of my actions and the impact it would have had on loved ones.
In the moments of waiting, there were a mix of resignation and anticipation, as I awaited the onset of more severe symptoms or unconsciousness.