I recall an incident when I pointed a knife at my sister and threatened to kill her. I was easily annoyed and when I fought with people, I did not stop until I saw blood.
I was a womaniser and an alcoholic. I had a good job and salary but I did not see where my money was going because I spent it all on alcohol. I could not sleep without drinking alcohol. I drank excessively everyday.
I also had sores under feet. I went to the doctors several times but they could not diagnose what condition I had. I started drinking alcohol and smoking cigarettes and dagga to try to lessen the pain I was feeling.
I wanted to commit suicide because I felt ashamed of myself. It was humiliating to face people. I mixed two packets of rat poison with alcohol and I drank it, but I did not die. I also drank 35 tablets and still did not die.
