I’m starting this thread with the hope that, since I plan to add stuff to it, that means it won’t happen. It’s magical thinking, but I don’t care right now.
I hate feeling bad for no reason. There’s nothing scary, nothing sad going on, but I feel both spooked and sad. I can’t explain the feeling very well, but it sucks so bad.
I can’t go to a psychiatrist, because I can’t get out of the house. I can’t take any medicines that don’t make me feel worse, or don’t reinstate my addiction to benzodiazepines.
Why, oh why did the doctor ever give me them when I was having trouble sleeping? Why didn’t he just give me Seroquel, which I wanted, and worked well in the past. Why didn’t he warn me how addictive this crap is? why the hell did he give me permission to mess with my own medicines? Why didn’t he pull me off of it in two weeks like he should have.
I’d mention the religious problems, but that would get the anti-relgiious trolls started up again.
And, to top it all off, I can’t even count on the Dope itself not to change on me. When I finally thought I had this place figured out, that no one here liked change, something happens almost literally overnight with the quote button. Fuck.
There’s another thing. Before I was going through this, did you realize I thought it was immoral to curse like that? Now I can’t help myself. It’s making it easy to even rub off in real life, where it really bothers my parents (who I’m stuck living with in my housebound state) .
Yeah, I’m probably a little touchy lately. But I’m getting tired of this cycle. Things were getting better. But now that I’m starting to think about being suck alon all the time once school starts (unless I do the thing where I only sleep while people are gone.)
Yeah, yeah, none of you will feel sorry for me. Because I can’t describe in words how torturous this is. But screw it, I had to get it out. It’s been eating at me too much.
I don’t understand why benzodiazepines are legal if they cause this crap. I know it’s not universal, but neither are most other problems that get drugs pulled off the market. More people have suffered through benzo withdrawal than the measly 300 that usually gets medicines pulled.
I can’t even go to the doctor when I’m sick, since you have to wait so long.
I want to believe this is almost over, but I keep getting worried it’s not.
And the thing is, it’s not that bad right now (it’s been bad enough that I’ve been suicidal), but the dread feeling makes it too easy to worry, which cna lead to it happening again.
I’ve got to stop feeling hopeless. I can apply everything I’ve ever been taught in my 15 years or so of psychological therapy. But man does it SUCK.