4 ibuprofen and a phone call

I kinda wanted to die earlier but I didn’t want to die die. What I wanted to do was swallow a bunch of ibuprofen and then throw them up or call poison control or something. I had them in my hand. I looked up dosages and stuff and it turns out up to 800mg is okay (four pills) I took one easily, then two since that’s kinda average dose. I actually put the third one in my mouth and then spit it out and stared at it before swallowing. The fourth one I just took really fast. It was so easy. I could have just kept going. But I couldn’t let my family know and I couldn’t make them pay for a hospital visit. But I could have taken more. So I called the suicide prevention line. Apparently they’re open for not just suicide, but anyone struggling? So I called. I was kinda nervous and it was difficult to articulate myself but she was super nice. I think her name was Ariana. In the end, she asked me to put all the ibuprofen back in the bottle, which I did. Then she encouraged me to see a counselor and helped me figure out how to get it started. Then I went to bed and listened to music until I fell asleep. I was a little worried bout the ibuprofen, but it was fine.