You are telling my story! I attempted to overdose in 2009. My mother found me two days later, not breathing, no pulse, and my body temperature was down to 60 degrees. When the EMTs shocked my heart, it didn't work. I didn't come around until after an hour of CPR. The doctors all said that there was no medical explanation for my survival - only spiritual.

I have told no one to this point (mainly because I was embarrassed that I was not successful), but I tried again in 2010. This seems inconceivable to me now because I am now on the proper medication (Pristiq) and have received the correct diagnosis of depression. In addition, I met a wonderful man who recently proposed.

What I'm saying is that I totally get where you are. Please let me know if you want to talk more. All I've wanted in life was for someone to understand me and to make me feel that I matter. YOU matter and I understand!