Fight or Flight? The Flashback of Eternity

Through all of this commotion it had been decided ahead of time that we would move in with my Ma. Tonight we went back to the apartment. The place where I overdosed. I walked in there and thought that I would be fine. I walked into the kitchen and saw the counter where the cops had spread out my pills to count how any I had taken. I saw them and the whole thing came flooding back to me. I felt like I just wanted to run out screaming. I went and sat in the car crying my eyes out. When you regret trying to commit suicide, you don't ever want to relive it. I hope those flash backs go away. That was the worst and best day of my life. I am so tired and in so much pain. It is a slow healing process. I can't think very much so writing is hard but it is good for me to expressive myself as often as I can.