I have been prescribed Klonopin for mu anxiety. I was on Librium (chlordiazepoxide) but they have stopped making it. I was on it for years because nothing else seemed to work for me. But i noticed the past week that every time I took it, after @ 4 hours, my anxiety came back with a vengeance. I have been supplementing with CBD oil and it really helps shut off the noise in my head. I took 2 librium throughout the day yesterday and I was a bitch. Just nasty and hated EVERYTHING.
Today it was the same, so I took the Klonopin hoping ti would alleviate the anxiety. I was in full panic mode at this point but I knew if I could hold out just 1 hour, things would be better.
It wasn't.
My blood felt like it was rushing at 1,000 mph. I couldn't get a deep breath. And the noise continued in my head - only this time it felt like the roar of a freight train! My daughter called and I couldn't wait to get off the phone with her before I said something that I didn't mean. I couldn't' think straight, I couldn't focus. Even writing this is nearly impossible. Then there is this tingling sensation that rolls up from my neck to the top of my head. I want to scream but at the same time I want to curl up in a ball, and hide. Everything feels unreal. Like I have to struggle to find the right letters on the keyboard. My body aches. Everything hurts.
My kittens get the worst of it. I just scream at them to leave me alone. Of course they don't understand. But I can't stand to hear them meow.
The ironic thing is: I went to Dallas to visit my daughter for 10 days. I used the Klonopin the entire time and this never happened. The worse part was we went to dinner at a restaurant for Thanksgiving. We made reservations 6 week in advance and while we got bread and salad, we were never served our main course. I was so humiliated. There we were sitting in the middle of the restaurant and no one brought us our food. I feel it was because of me. I didn't belong there and they knew it. I'm not rich, I can't afford to walk in the place. I felt like people were staring and just knew I wasn't one o f them.
I just keep thinking this was my "normal" for years while I took Librium. I was thrilled that it at least got rid of the anxiety temporarily. I never realized how bad the side effects were.
My son is coming over on Christmas eve and honestly, I don't want him to. He sent me a picture of all the gifts his g/f got because she has cancer. This bitch has my son taking care of her, her ex gets the kids 3 1/2 days a week. She has money coming in from her job. Her family ha been helping with the cooking and cleaning. She doesn't have to do anything . People even came over to her house to decorate and put up the tree.
For years I struggled to raise my kids. I couldn't afford to do much of anything except put food on the table and keep a roof over their heads. There were times I couldn't even do that. No one helped. They just criticized. It was always my fault. If I had been a better wife, my husband wouldn't have been a crackhead. If I had been a better mother I could do more for my kids. IF I had been a better daughter, sister, friend....I searched high and low for organizations, and even churches that would help. But no, I wan't deserving enough.
I even tried dating recently. I met a guy and we went to lunch. He would call or text everyday. We would chat, I wasn't needy or clingy, I didn't monopolize the conversations - nothing like that. Two weeks later, he sent me a text that he was going to find someone new.
I can't get what i need to get by but people still hate me. and
I don't know why. I don't understand why such horrible people get everything handed to them and I am supposed to be happy with whatever crumbs are left over.
I know it's the holidays and I know there is a full moon, but this has been going on all my life. Everyone used to tell me one day things would be different. I'm still waiting. I'm 54 years old - when will that day come?