Thanks, Croissant, but I feel anything but strong. Today, I'm ashamed to admit that I regretted handing in the pills. I really feel miserable and wanted to numb out. I honestly have to say that this whole past year has been worse than when I was drinking. That's sad to say. Sometimes I wonder if I did the right thing for me, quitting. I can't stand how I feel. Like Cow says in her thread, I don't really post looking for sympathy, but I just can't see any solution. I talked to my brother on the weekend and I was so so anxious. He's a very strong, somewhat narcissistic character and I don't know if I could live with him. His wife waits on him hand and foot in every way. He has no idea of my grief.
I've never really grown up/matured. I guess alcoholism played a big role in this.
Sorry folks, I'm posting because I don't want to go into my prescribed lorazepam to numb out now. Every minute feels like agony right now. I honestly feel worse sober.