I have been diagnosed with severe PTSD stemming from an assault by a inmate while working at a federal prison in Louisiana. The incident occurred on June 15th 2013 at 8:12 A.M., yes it has been quite some time and I can't understand why it effects me more at this time in my life than it did immediately following the event. I was stabbed 22 times, suffered a collapsed lung, punctured liver, broken ribs, trauma near my kidney, and three stab wounds to my my neck, face, and head. The medicines I take help to a degree, but everyday depression breaks through. Crying has become a Dailey routine. I only found this site because it actually came up first when I googled how pills of certain types of medicines would it take to overdose. I don't want to die, and I definitely don't want to take my own life; I love my son too much and never want him to think that I did something so foolish because he wasn't my everything. I am afraid though that one day something will overwhelm me at the wrong time and cause a terrible decision.