It made me suicidal. I started taking all the pills in the house. Tramadol, Ativan, all kinds of fun stuff. I blacked out for about 3 days, and apparently threw up at Walgreens, and was carrying a dryer ball with me, telling the nurses that it was my friend, that you couldn't recognize her because she got her hair cut, weird stuff like that. When I finally came back around I was in the hospital. Glad I didn't actually kill myself, but I did mess myself up pretty bad.