Wooden
so going down on the wellbutrin made me more than a little foggy in the head & I went back up. Exercised some, ate a lot thanks to the Symbyax making me hungrier than a pregnant giraffe and meditated. Still haven't gotten around to calling the counselor I was referred to by the priest. Haven't been practicing, no motivation. Not that I'm waiting to be motivated, but really just getting out the door in the morning is an accomplishment and I think I need to conserve my oomph for getting shit done. I am a robot.
I've been trying to figure out why I want to drink and so far it's come down to I was doing fine before I tried to give up my addictions. You see when I was drinking and smoking, my psychiatric symptoms were under control. When I quit smoking the depression came to the forefront and when I quit drinking the taste for other drugs came to the forefront and giving those up seems to have precipitated panic attacks. Or something. I don't even know how much I'm deceiving myself or not.
I want to die for a while and then I can't believe how amazing life is. That's why I've backed out of suicide before; I fall into the pro-life state it seems at the most inopportune moments.
I have this fantasy that if I go back to self medicating I won't have to deal with these godawful meds making me fat and impotent (not that I'm either mind you, although i am sliding in that direction which makes me stop and take stock).
I mean the pdocs have done me no particular favors. The one combo that really really worked for me, Wellbutrin + xanax (or similar) I can't take for too long so I am supposed to be on an antipsychotic which makes me dumb as a rock. Then pdoc wonders why I'm not responding to the damn Antidepressants. I did my homework though and it's pretty rare for benzos to work long term.
It does for some people but drinkers don't get trusted with benzos. Damn shame because I can abuse alcohol anytime I want, while if I even try to abuse benzos I just fall asleep. Where's the fun in that? I can take a normal amount and not have a hangover so why would I abuse? So, if it's a foregone conclusion that I'm gonna get jacked on something it seems a harm reduction approach would be appropriate, but we are too puritanical to consider that.
I wonder what the heck I am doing here. It hurts more often than not and nobody really needs me. I think I occasionally overindulge in substances because in the back of my mind it is my way out. If I float into oblivion in a cloud of heroin then I won't panic at the last moment. Drugs can be capricious partners though. Anyone whose ever had a bad trip or paranoia from using has been there.
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