Thankful I Failed

I was 16 and deep in depression. I couldn't controll my anxiety and my physical health was deteriorating (from what we know now was a heart valve problem). I don't remember what started this fight with my mom but it ended with her telling me she can't deal with me anymore and was tired me not acting like a normal person.That night I ended up taking a bottle of pills and woke up in the middle of the night extremely nauseous. I was dizzy and stumbled into the bathroom to get sick which woke up my mom. I had to confess and she called my dad (who was out of state at the time) who said its good I'm getting it out of my system and what I took wouldn't have killed me anyways. I was put on strong doses of antidepressants after that and changed my therapist. Almost 5yrs later and I'm still learning how to cope but Im proud to say Ive been off antidepressant for 2yrs now.