She lives in the apartment under me. What she meant was if I called 911, they would have taken me to the ER. Once they ran a tox panel on my urine her boyfriend said they would take me to jail. I did not put that poison in my drink! She did. She wispered he was looking for "new customers" like I would put that poison in my own body! How do I feel? Like I just encountered my first bout of major depression like I have never known before. So much for making new bipolar friends. I am glad I believe in Karma. I have crisis numbers at the ready if I need them. And I have here. Man this depression is bad!