My name is katie, im 17 years old, and i live in ohio. When i was in middle school, i was alone, and i didnt know what it was like to have a real friend. When i was in 5th grade i was diagnosed bipolar. i was in and out of the hospital because my doctors were trying to get my meds under control.. i moved to a new school where no one knew me. I wasnt expecting much to change.. but something happened. people wanted to be my friend. people thought i was cool, and payed attention to me for the first time in my life. i was finally happy. i got into a relationship with a boy who i thought i loved. the guy became dependent on me for his happiness, and i didnt want that on me. he told me hed kill himself if we ever broke up, and i paniced. i broke up with him. and he fell into a deep depression, telling all our friends i lied to him and i dumped him for someone else. eventually all our friends started to turn against me. i only had a few friends left. a few girls who i really could actually talk to. 2 months after that, i got raped. i told one of the girls i thought i could trust, she convinced me finally to tell my mom about the accident. and my mom wanted me checked for std's, an my friend came with for moral support. i was clean. a month later my friend had fallen into the hate that all my other friendshad for me. Thats when the lies came out. My friend had told i everyone that i had herpes. eventually the rumor had gotten around to my whole school. then everyone in my school, even people who i didnt know were making fun of me. all i heard was "ew, dont touch her, she has herpes" , or " omg herpes!!" even just passing by them in the hall, theyed yell mean things, andf everyone would laugh. it got to the point where i begged my mom not to send me to school because i couldnt handle it anymore. id cry in class, on the way home, and cry myself to sleep. one day, everyone was especially bad. so my mom picked me up and i layed in my room. that day i decided that my life wasnt worth living anymore. my mom had just gotten knee surgery, and so she had her pain killers in her room. at this age i had heard about drug overdoses in health. so i knew what to do. i went in my moms room. and took the whole bottle. my mom walked in after i had swallowed the last pill. she quickly called 911, and the paramedics counteracted the drug just in time. i was stoned for a week, and put in the phsyc. hospital for intense therepy for 2 weeks