This is the first time I have overdosed. It was Sunday night and no one was home. I was very bored and had nothing to do. I remembered one of my friends telling me that you could get high on Benadryl so I went looking around in the pill cabinets to see if I could find any. Eventually, in my dad's room, I found a bottle of 50mg a pill unisom sleep medicine. I opened it and poured out 20. I took all of them at one time and waited. It was 20 minutes and I wasn't feeling anything (impatient, I know) so I took 4 more. About 40 minutes later, I felt very disoriented and started listening to music. Maybe another 30 minutes went by and I was dizzy, I couldn't walk well, I fell major disorientation, and I was starting to hallucinate. First I saw a spider on the wall. I walked over (very difficult) to kill it and it was just a nail in the wall. I sat back down and gazed into my parents room. They're bedside table was moving up and down. Then pure panic and fear hit me. I thought I was going to die. I couldn't breath well at all, my mouth was very dehydrated, and my heart was beating very fast. I texted my mom and then dad and told them to bring me to the hospital. My mom got there first and she was crying. We rode to the E.R. When we got there, we sat down in the office area until they got me in. In that time I texted my friend and told them. My mom took my phone away while I was in the middle of texting, and 5 minutes later I was feeling my pockets for my phone even though it wasn't there. My parents had to remind me at least 10 times that it still wasn't there, but I remember hallucinating and seeing myself using it. There's a hole in my memory from then, until I was in the hospital bed. I remember drinking the charcoal they gave me to dilute the pills or whatever. It was bitter but way too rich. It tasted like if you were to blend up charcoal and corn syrup into a really fine thick smoothie. After that, I remember thinking that the nurses monitering screens were my phone. I hallucinated a bit more and then I remember making stupid jokes to the nurses. Apparently at some point I switched hospitals and rode in an ambulance but I don't remember that. Though, I do remember a dark train ride with a guy sitting on the seat next to me, which I believe was the ambulance ride. After that I was in a few psychiatric hospitals and then I came home. All in all IT IS NOT WORTH IT. I SWEAR. JUST WAIT UNTIL YOU GET WEED.