2 years out
« on: February 06, 2018, 01:47:28 pm »
Hi, I’ve been off for a couple of years but lately, the past 2 or 3 weeks, I’m back where I was during my withdrawal, anxiety, pounding chest etc. Is it even possible that the aftereffects can last this long or is this just the way I am and I was covering it up with the meds? This is no fun.
Healed after 12 years!
« on: April 13, 2017, 05:51:33 pm »
I’m coming up on 12 years benzo free. On may 5, 2005 I was cold turkeyed in the hospital. It was the most horrific and unforeseen event in my life and it has changed me as a human being forever. Slowly, very slowly over 1-5 benzo free years my symptoms waxed and waned until at 5 years benzo free my life was about 80% of what I was pre-benzo. Life was good but not great for a few months. The unrelenting horror, mental anguish and general displeasure for life had abated but the physical symptoms were still alive and well… just milder and I expected them to all abate as well as time marched on.
At almost 6 years benzo free the flood gates reopened again and I was cast back into what I would call acute benzo withdrawal! It was just as bad as the beginning if not worse… as a matter of fact a lot worse! All the progress I made was suddenly gone and I was left a 40 year old man with a wife and two kids, a beautiful home crying on the floor with no hope for a future. It nearly broke me as a human being and I was ready to give up.
Luckily I had tremendous support from the person I had been with my whole life…My loving wife. She knew me since high school and knew that this was not the man she married. Luckily she believed in me because I didn’t and at 6 years I didn’t think recovery was possible. I thought I had permanent brain damage from the ativan and I would never recover.
My wife got busy and contacted many people on my behalf. Una Corbett, Barry Haslam, Baylissa Frederick (Bliss), and even to professor Ashton herself! They ‘ALL’ said to my amazement ‘HE WILL RECOVER’ and ‘THIS SOMETIMES HAPPENS’. She even made an account here to talk to people on my behalf (I was too unwell to post then). I’m Mr. B by the way!
The symptoms were very hard up until 11 years benzo free and right now at almost 12 years benzo free my life is brilliant!!! I can see the light again and feel love, joy, and happiness. I’m 47 years old and have a new lease on life and you will too. Please people believe in recovery…BELIEVE!!!
It happens for ‘EVERYBODY’ given time and staying off benzos and ‘ALL’ chemical crap!
Re: Has anyone had the opportunity to meet someone else who went through this ?
« Reply #1 on: March 28, 2016, 11:24:39 pm »
I’ve made a number of friends from BB and talked to some on the phone, but have not yet met anyone in person. On my blog I sent an open invitation to my 60th birthday party in October (and hopefully a benzo free celebration too). I am hoping some BB members can make it and we can meet up in person that way.
4 weeks Kpin/other benzos/ Free
« on: November 22, 2013, 02:47:04 pm »
I found the BB community right after I jumped on 25th of October. I have known the Ashto Manual before, but somehow it got all mixed up and forgotten (benz’s aren’t best for your memory), so I decided to jump when I was tapered down to 3 mg of klonopin per day. And it was terrible. Derealisation, heart pounding, all the possible twitches and pains. I felt so bad that, like so many, I started thinking about offing myself.
At two weeks into the withdrawal I felt so awful it made me cry. I thought it will last forever. Now two another weeks later I am much better. I kinda feel like grovelling and whining actually, but I thought I’ll organise my thoughts about the positive things that happened.
First time in my adult life I am sleeping without pills. I got a great pillow and honestly, the devil is in the details. It helps! While there are many unpleasant things about my sleep (sweating, vivid scary dreams, the post wake up horrors) I cannot overlook that now I am:
sleeping on my own
rested after the sleep.
It’s a big deal, non?
It’s very strange to observe that my body runs on itself. After trying to control it for so long I am discovering this is not necessary!
I am finally accountable for my own feelings. Sure, I feel emotionally dried up and I feel stupid, lame and whatnot, a total burn out. But than again, am I? I can’t help but feel like just now I am learning how to be responsible for the things I do. No stupid facebook posts, for example, and deleting them when the pill stops working! I understand I am responsible for what I say and how I interact with others. I honestly thought I have borderline personality disorder! No shame in having that, but it’s really stupid to think you have something that you do not and living by certain rules (and antidepressants) when you should be focusing on the issues you DO have! I know I am having trouble with making sense but this is the chaos I have to learn to live with and let it fall into place when time is ripe. The wonderful thing is that our bodies are amazing machineries that keep on living no matter what we try to do in our confusion!
I am not exactly having the famous windows, but things get -slowly- easier and lighter. I can clean up a little by now, I have more patience with my son. It’s a big deal to be down to earth, even if it’s painful, IMHO.
One of the things that annoy me is that emotionally I am a baby again. I am watcing Captain America and I’m tearing up every other minute because, OMG FIRE! OMG OVERWHELMING MUSIC! OMG THE SCRIPT IS NOT SO GOOD BUT TOMMY LEE JONES EATS THAT STEAK SO TOUCHINGLY! Then again, I have feelings, I am not so jaded anymore, god bless!
So I am extremely vulnerable and have obsessive thoughts about death. If things will keep on improving, I believe I will run more on automatic than now- now everything is a big deal and shattering, but I am not taking a pill not to feel. It’s surely worth something!
I also quit my antidepressants. It was a hard decision to make, but during my hospital stay I met actually depressed people- I might not feel great, but I certainly don’t have this sickness. I feel blessed that I could make this step and not drown. Maybe one day I will need to take some meds for support- I’ll do everything I need to do, I will look for help, but for now I don’t think it’s needed, and I am grateful for what I have. I am having some drinks every now and then and don’t have to worry about my liver exploding in some terrible mix of chemistry! I know that drinking alcohol is not so hot while you’re withdrawing, but for me it’s a part of life that was always out of control and now I can enjoy a conscious drink and it does help me to feel a bit more normal. I pat myself of the back when I wash the dishes or manage to make spaghetti or an omelette just in time for when my son is back from school.
What I’m trying to throw at you is that objectively I have to admit that the changes are happening, even when I feel stuck and I think I am the biggest loser on earth. I know there are people around me who depend on me and it’s both comforting and challenging.
Soon I hope I will manage to go back to yoga ( I have to say that the benzos made me incredibly weak- I had to drop my yoga teacher’s course because of some ‘mysterious’ body breakdown. Now I feel I am very untrained, but my body feels much better than in the past three years. I might get to trust it again!) and to do anything that’s some physical exercise.
I hope this post makes some sense. I am not hyped yet, nor am I doing great, but when I think about it there’s nothing to demonise. I simply feel out of loop and a bit whack. Counting the things that have actually changed, seeing that things like heart palpitation’s have eased, it all gives me some solid understanding about the process. I am counting the weeks and I am very happy I didn’t so far take any pills again to ease my situation. Here’s to being sober!