Thanks for reply Kaliope. I'm glad you were able to find a support group and make a good friend.

The lung thing turned out to be nothing and it went away. I was just being paranoid about that. The PTSD stuff feels kind of real. I don't know what compelled me to write about the experience for a class and share with a small peer group and my professor but I wish I hadn't gone that far. The assignment was for a personal story that was emotional. The first things that came to mind were the suicide attempt and psychotic break. Don't really want to go to my one on one with the teacher about it now. Really ashamed about the whole thing.

This seemed to bring back feelings about it all after class. I mean I was scared to go to sleep again because I was afraid I was going to die. However, the whole thing is different for me because it wasn't abuse I brought this on myself. So not sure it counts. Got petty weird about things that night because of things related to the psychotic break also. I think about these things all the time - daily. Today I didn't even want to leave the house so missed all my classes. I don't think that's normal for me. I think I would have just gone no matter what if I were not dealing with all this. More depressed now. Should just go get some exercise and think positive thoughts I guess.