BTW,if you're lookin for me..sorry...I'm out
Trachemys Smithys!
I fell asleep in my clothes last night with the front door unlocked, all the lights on and dinner on the table. Just woke up and checked SR and am so glad that you are OK!
((((Trach)))) I'm sorry that you are having a hard stretch but am so happy that you are here reaching for support. Hugs!
It sounded like the medication was working so well for you and was important to your well-being? Why did you have to stop? Did this precipitate the difficulties?
So glad you are here. You are vital to this community.
I fell asleep in my clothes last night with the front door unlocked, all the lights on and dinner on the table. Just woke up and checked SR and am so glad that you are OK!
((((Trach)))) I'm sorry that you are having a hard stretch but am so happy that you are here reaching for support. Hugs!
It sounded like the medication was working so well for you and was important to your well-being? Why did you have to stop? Did this precipitate the difficulties?
So glad you are here. You are vital to this community.
y'all make turtle cry.
Thank you so much for the support. I'm getting off the AD's to see if I can. It's the only way to know. Had i been able to find my soon-to-be-ex-BIL last night all this would be moot. I really wanted to hunt him down as I have wanted to for years as he has been a **** to my sister. Soooo, maybe I have some adjustments to go through.
Thank you so much for the support. I'm getting off the AD's to see if I can. It's the only way to know. Had i been able to find my soon-to-be-ex-BIL last night all this would be moot. I really wanted to hunt him down as I have wanted to for years as he has been a **** to my sister. Soooo, maybe I have some adjustments to go through.
For years as an adult I was prescribed all the pharmaceuticals. Anti-Ds, anti-anxiety drugs.
That worked. Then it didn't. They have their own special brand of Hell attached to them. Besides the side effects of feeling slow and flat, I started to believe there was something wrong with me. There must be, right? I mean, my doctor prescribed. I was even more detached and more miserable, but I was quiet. I guess that helps someone? Quiet is good
All these years I was on prescribed meds I wasn't drinking. One day I remembered that I was really happy and free as a child/young teen. Then sh!t happened and in my teens I started checking out with alcohol, then drugs (I mean, c'mon, I was a girl in Florida in the 70s. It happens.) I had quit drinking in my early thirties because life was really awful.
It took until my mid thirties to realize there was nothing wrong with me that an attitude adjustment wouldn't fix - so I started searching. Reading. Talking it out. Soon I could cope with life. I didn't need the drugs - any of them.
I hope you find the same. Being told over and over that there is something wrong with me was demoralizing. I am happy to be free and coping really well. The trauma that sent me back to drinking has been banished, without going back to pharmaceuticals. I've learned not to tell my PCP that there is anything bothering me. I take psychological issues to people who don't prescribe drugs. Ta Da. No more pills. Bring it on, life.
That worked. Then it didn't. They have their own special brand of Hell attached to them. Besides the side effects of feeling slow and flat, I started to believe there was something wrong with me. There must be, right? I mean, my doctor prescribed. I was even more detached and more miserable, but I was quiet. I guess that helps someone? Quiet is good
All these years I was on prescribed meds I wasn't drinking. One day I remembered that I was really happy and free as a child/young teen. Then sh!t happened and in my teens I started checking out with alcohol, then drugs (I mean, c'mon, I was a girl in Florida in the 70s. It happens.) I had quit drinking in my early thirties because life was really awful.
It took until my mid thirties to realize there was nothing wrong with me that an attitude adjustment wouldn't fix - so I started searching. Reading. Talking it out. Soon I could cope with life. I didn't need the drugs - any of them.
I hope you find the same. Being told over and over that there is something wrong with me was demoralizing. I am happy to be free and coping really well. The trauma that sent me back to drinking has been banished, without going back to pharmaceuticals. I've learned not to tell my PCP that there is anything bothering me. I take psychological issues to people who don't prescribe drugs. Ta Da. No more pills. Bring it on, life.
Glad you are feeling better and did not pick up. Like Gaius Marius said: The cure is not worth the pain
>alcohol not your meds<
PS: the one with the pink bunny slippers on is me
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