My Best Kept Secret and My Biggest Mistake

On October 9,2006, I overdosed with a friend, her sis walked in on us and ran and told my mom, she didn't take us to the hospital but gave us ipecac to make us throw it up...2 days later I told my counselor so then my mom wouldn't say it. I was sent to New Horizons to do paper work and all that good stuff and then from there I was sent to the hospital and had my I.V tooken and a drug test. I was there for 3 days 2 nights. when I went back home my counseling boosted from 1 time a week to 3. I was a cutter before I o.d.. When I got out I still was but this time I didn't tell no one I kept it to myself. In November of 2007 I slit my wrist from my wrist to elbow until I couldn't no more it was like that on both arms. I started to take some pills again but my mom had called my cuz to check in on me knowing I was 15 and was not to be left alone for long periods of time. My cuz walked in on me after I had tooken around a bout 13 pills already., she yelled and called my mom and then ran me to her house with blood running down both of my arms and dripping on the ground and my clothes.She got me cleaned up and made me stay down there with her.The next day in school my mom came and talked to the school's counselors and I was once back in to rehab this time for 5 days. I was diagnosed with depression and was put on prozac...I'm now still 15 and expecting a baby girl in October so I've cleaned up my act..but if it wasn't for this baby I'd probley be 6 feet under by now