Evan after being on the drugs for over 30 years. These drugs are not evil, they have a place, Dr's prescribe them to help us, Drug companies made them to help us - and they did, think back and feel grateful for the relief they brought when times were tough, keep this thought in mind and stay positive.
It is eighteen months since I took my last tablet, it has been pure ■■■■. I took them for pain relief caused by muscle spasms, I still am troubled with muscle spasms but have another drug now to help with these painful episodes.
For all of you about to start W/D and those who have started don't be despondant, you can and will get through this, life will be good when it is all eventually over. You will feel more 'alive' - have more energy and start to really enjoy life to the full - just be positive and be strong. Keep busy even though you feel rotten and yes suicidal. Take lots of walks, you meet people and are distracted, ( in good ways and bad ! ) start a hobby, give your home and garden a makeover, you can do this even if it means using a 2" paint brush and you have to use two hands to put the paint on the wall!! Take sleeps as and when you can / need to. Drink lots of water and eat protien, proper meals are not necessary if you are not hungry, a sandwich will be fine. You will lose weight - I went from size 16 to size 12, a whole new wardrobe was required - thank goodness for charity shops ! I still have not got my apitite back yet so the weight has stayed off. I still take walks and continue with the make overs.
Life has changed for me so much, my eyes have had the blinkers ( which I was not aware of wearing ) taken off and there is so much I want to do, I even dare to say life is exciteing now.
The whole W/D is the worst thing I have ever gone through, I did it alone - no support from anyone, not even when I was at my lowest and felt I could take no more. At these times I crawled into bed and if pain allowed I stayed there and hoped for sleep, my other pain meds helped through by uping the dose a little, temporarily. Then I was up and out for a walk sometimes without even a cuppa, I just got out and walked. Walking is difficult for me at my best, I use crutches and a walker, I was 'running' away from myself and my situation. Neighbours were unkind, they have never been told what ails me let alone what I was going through with the W/D. I once made the mistake of telling someone I was taking morphine - wow, next I knew I was being called a druggie. One particular incident upset me so badly I will take it to my grave, I will never forget or forgive and it is things like that which upset me so much more than the Drs taking me off the tablets - I am bitter with my new found view of people around me, each day gets better though - I don't feel I am fully withdrawn, I still do have the fire work going through my brain, the pains in my arms and legs is getting less but still bothers me, the sweats that leave me soaked - but clothes are easier to wear now, the skin is not so sensitive.
I have written this to try and offer hope to those of you in the process, I am in my 60s, retirement is not how it was planned But - neighbours aside life is so much brighter in every way and I hope all of you can find a way - a pastime to get you through this, believe that life in technicolour ( without your brain being dulled ) has so much to offer.
You have the strength within you to get past this awful time in your life, you will appreciate life and all that you have so very much once you get past the worst. The worst is individual to each of us and how the W/D affects us. Try not to cast blame, try not to dwell on the past, start a ' new you ' life with a positive attitude and look forward to your future, it's a rough journey but the way does get easier.
I hope I have given you some hope, I am not good with words or at expressing myself, my self confidence is at an all time low - I took one ■■■■ of a beating. But - - I got off the drugs !!
You can also.
Best wishes to you all
Warmest regards
Jessie x