dutchiedelta
Platinum Member
This whole withdrawal thing... it's getting pretty ripe fast.
Day 7 into taking nothing-at-all sucks eggs.
The symptoms are similar to serotonin syndrome.
Last night was going ape-poo swiftly.
I know there is no graffiti scratched in the paint of the door leading to the hallway.
Very sure there is nobody with a guitar playing the same riff in my ears on loud for 15 minutes on repeat.
And no way, the demons that pop up when I close my eyes are really there. f*ck that!
I'm beginning to question how safe it was NOT to bring up this issue yesterday when speaking with the new GP.
Very sure I shouldn't be driving or operating heavy machinery either.
Not having slept more than an hour each night since sunday is not helping either.
Otoh... being free to see who I am when not drugged to the eyeballs is a novel experience.
It's going to make working on PTSD a whole lot better.
Has someone here gone through a similar episode or do you have information about what to expect?
Would sure appreciate it.
Bit scary to go into the weekend and not have any meds here on the shelf in case the demons try to throttle me in my sleep.
Still behind the decision to go off them.
Mentally easier than thought really.
Physically a mother.
Wasn't expecting to have hallucinations. Never had any in as far as you can tell.
Keep telling myself that the disturbing music, the faces, the needlepins in my skin are not really there. It's just the body adjusting to the serotonin receptors being used properly again.
It'll be cool.
If someone has info on this, very welcome.
Day 7 into taking nothing-at-all sucks eggs.
The symptoms are similar to serotonin syndrome.
Last night was going ape-poo swiftly.
I know there is no graffiti scratched in the paint of the door leading to the hallway.
Very sure there is nobody with a guitar playing the same riff in my ears on loud for 15 minutes on repeat.
And no way, the demons that pop up when I close my eyes are really there. f*ck that!
I'm beginning to question how safe it was NOT to bring up this issue yesterday when speaking with the new GP.
Very sure I shouldn't be driving or operating heavy machinery either.
Not having slept more than an hour each night since sunday is not helping either.
Otoh... being free to see who I am when not drugged to the eyeballs is a novel experience.
It's going to make working on PTSD a whole lot better.
Has someone here gone through a similar episode or do you have information about what to expect?
Would sure appreciate it.
Bit scary to go into the weekend and not have any meds here on the shelf in case the demons try to throttle me in my sleep.
Still behind the decision to go off them.
Mentally easier than thought really.
Physically a mother.
Wasn't expecting to have hallucinations. Never had any in as far as you can tell.
Keep telling myself that the disturbing music, the faces, the needlepins in my skin are not really there. It's just the body adjusting to the serotonin receptors being used properly again.
It'll be cool.
If someone has info on this, very welcome.