Nov 05, 2006 16:10
Please excuse last Saturday's desperate tone. I was just beginning to go through a bit of withdrawal from the Effexor I had been taking for a year-and-a-half, and I was having a hell of a hard time dealing with it. Since then, the knowledge of just how difficult even a slight amount of withdrawal from Effexor XR is has led me to dropping it completely.
Tomorrow will be a week without taking the infernal drug, and the intensity of dealing has kept me from updating to let everyone know that I'm still alive. I've told the complete story so many times in the past week that I'm not really wanting to talk about it anymore at the moment, but rest assured that I'm alive and doing better daily. I had to take the month off of classes, and the abrupt withdrawal's the exact opposite of what all the damned doctors told me I should do, but it looks as if I'll be back to (more or less) my old self well before Thanksgiving. And I promise I'll be on again before then.
My advice for all of you for today is this: stay away from Effexor XR at all hazards. You'll be glad you did.