Not really seeking advice, just need to relay my experience and make space for anyone else to do the same.
So I've been recently weening off a drug I've taken for seven years. Thus, withdrawl is an inevitability I knew I'd have to deal with. Until last week, a month and a half in, nothing had happened. Now of course, I'm a rat in a cage- skin crawling, head crackling, hyper as hell. All told its not that bad, just strange.
I have some perspective on this- four years ago I had to get weened off of oxycontin (240mg when I left the ho-pital). The subsequent ten days after my dose went to zero (three months out of the ho) were unreal- full blown flu symptoms, dizzy as hell, back aches, head spinning, and a crazy streak that would have freaked out Gary Busey. Best part, I was teaching HS kids the whole time- more than once they got the raging, rambling "this is what drugs looks like! You think I feel cool right now!" [/ironic, indeed] It was tantamount to hell. By contrast, this is just a little annoying.
Anyone else got a withdrawl tale? I think this psychosomaticly sick thing (feeling awful, nothing really wrong- just your brain telling you otherwise) is pretty wild. Thanks for indulging me.
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