dontbeanidiot wrote: I have had a history of deep depression and have scars from prior incidents and had recently had something of a breakdown that my roommate had been made aware of, and had taken what this overzealous roommate deemed to be too many Tylenol PMs (under daily max dose, taken for kicks and sleep).
I've been reading on this thread, and everyone seems to have given you good advice so far, but I want to touch on something that no one else seems to have said.
Your first mistake was not to disclose. Your second mistake was to let your roommate become aware of your history of deep depression and suicide attempts / cutting. That is not something you tell casual acquaintances. If you do, expect to get an ambulance called again when you open a bottle of Tylenol PM.
Yes, people with your mental health issues need to identify people you can turn to when you have a breakdown, such as a school counselor, psychologist, relative, mentor. But not your law school roommate. You're not living together because you're friends; you're together because some administrator randomly paired you. Don't mistake proximity for intimacy.
When people ask you about your scars, you say "They look awful, huh. Got them in a mountain biking accident when I was a teenager, but they look like suicide scars or something. Once I graduate I want to get plastic surgery to have it reduced, I'm so self-conscious about them." If they're that noticeable, don't you have a story like that to tell people? I say this because I had a gf who cut herself in junior high a long time ago when her mom died, and she had a story for the scars on her arms, but after we dated for a long time, she told me the truth.
When you had a breakdown, you don't tell him you're having a breakdown. After it's over, you don't say "sorry man, I was just in the middle of a mental breakdown that I'm sort of prone to because I have a history of deep depression." You say "sorry dude, flipped out because of stress, can't promise it won't happen again, but I can promise you have permission to slap me."
People naturally have a social filter, and they don't expect to hear very serious matters discussed casually. If you had diabetes, it would be cool to tell your roommate to knock on your door and check up on you if you don't leave your room, in case you were in a coma. It really sucks, but depression isn't the same way - you can't just tell your roommate that you have considered suicide and cut yourself. If you don't exercise that social filter, if you tell your roommates about your depression like that, they will feel awkward and treat you accordingly. What this means is if you go to another law school, you need to try extra hard to identify the appropriate resources you can turn to - school counselor, psychologist, etc... and probably make an effort to see regularly even when everything is fine, so when something is wrong, you already have a routine of seeing them.