On November 18th, 2023 I accidentally overdosed on my medication and lost the next 48 hours of my memory.
I experienced a total break from reality. It was a terrifying ordeal that ended about a week later when I was released from the hospital.
I’ll never forget the metallic taste of fear in my mouth as my husband gently placed me in the back of a police car to be safely transported to a behavioral health facility. I thought I was in trouble and had no concept of time. I was boxed into the seat by metal and plastic panels.
I looked out of the window at the moon-lit landscape floating by. Exhausted, I wrapped my arms around myself but couldn’t sleep because I was scared that I would slip into the void forever. My mind continued to race, so I clung to one of the few fragments of truth I had left; I am Lydia.
This was the final step in breaking free from the cage of my trauma and onto a path of healing. Every day that I exist is a triumph over the damaged men who tried to break me. I’m still here.