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Epsilon0
Enlightened
- Dec 28, 2019
- 1,874
I am on my second week of tappering off Sertraline and I am beyond desperate. It's my third attempt to come off these drugs, and although I am on a very low dosage (25 mg reduced to 12,5 mg) the struggle is bitter: insomnia, panic, restlessness, weakness, a generalized feeling of sickness and a whole host of terrifying sensations that make me want to crawl out of my own skin.
I don't even remember exactly how long I've been on ssri - but it's a very long time. My previous two attempts to come off stretched for months and ended up in defeat. No matter how hard I tried, how slowly I tappered off, my addiction was so strong it would not let itself be conquered.
I use the word "addiction" because these seemingly harmless meds, despite being prescribed as if they were strawberry flavoured vitamins, are, in fact, very serious, heavy weight drugs. In Sweden 10% of the population is currently taking ssri - 10%!!! Doctors are giving these pills away like candy.
During my numerous visits to my health care provider, throughout the long years of my treatment, I have always voiced, in no uncertain terms, my concerns about ssri. Every doctor I ever met, without exception, assured me ssri medication is "harmless", that the benefits vastly outweight the drawbacks. And on each visit I expressed a strong desire to come off them - a desire firmly checked by my doctors who told me depression, exhaustion and chronic pain are no trifling matters and I should be on some kind of meds, ssri being the most "harmless" of them all.
"Harmless"... indeed.
If they are so harmless as advertised, why am I banging my fists against the wall, feeling nauseated, restless and coming undone despite being on the lowest possible dosage?
Perhaps there's something particular about me. Perhaps I am that one in a million who suffers from the worst ssri withdrawal. Perhaps the doctors are right and ssri meds do work, and people do not get insomnia or the shakes, or generalized panic for months when they tapper off. I mean, it must be so, otherwise 1 in 10 Swedes would not take them.
I must be an oddity.
Anyway, I am determined to quit Sertraline once and for all, cost me what it will. I refuse to continue living with a Damocles' sword constantly hanging above my head, so the sword will fall once and for all, no matter what. I am staying the course this time.
I don't even remember exactly how long I've been on ssri - but it's a very long time. My previous two attempts to come off stretched for months and ended up in defeat. No matter how hard I tried, how slowly I tappered off, my addiction was so strong it would not let itself be conquered.
I use the word "addiction" because these seemingly harmless meds, despite being prescribed as if they were strawberry flavoured vitamins, are, in fact, very serious, heavy weight drugs. In Sweden 10% of the population is currently taking ssri - 10%!!! Doctors are giving these pills away like candy.
During my numerous visits to my health care provider, throughout the long years of my treatment, I have always voiced, in no uncertain terms, my concerns about ssri. Every doctor I ever met, without exception, assured me ssri medication is "harmless", that the benefits vastly outweight the drawbacks. And on each visit I expressed a strong desire to come off them - a desire firmly checked by my doctors who told me depression, exhaustion and chronic pain are no trifling matters and I should be on some kind of meds, ssri being the most "harmless" of them all.
"Harmless"... indeed.
If they are so harmless as advertised, why am I banging my fists against the wall, feeling nauseated, restless and coming undone despite being on the lowest possible dosage?
Perhaps there's something particular about me. Perhaps I am that one in a million who suffers from the worst ssri withdrawal. Perhaps the doctors are right and ssri meds do work, and people do not get insomnia or the shakes, or generalized panic for months when they tapper off. I mean, it must be so, otherwise 1 in 10 Swedes would not take them.
I must be an oddity.
Anyway, I am determined to quit Sertraline once and for all, cost me what it will. I refuse to continue living with a Damocles' sword constantly hanging above my head, so the sword will fall once and for all, no matter what. I am staying the course this time.