Paxil Free

Friday, December 22nd, 2000 (52nd day off Paxil).

The update of how I’m doing is kind of melodramatic. It’s not as good as I’d like it to be, or as good as I thought it first was, but here it is.

Anyone who has read my previous postings knows that I’ve been off Paxil for over a month now, but many of the withdrawal effects were still lingering, namely the electric-shock sensations that seemed aggravated by fast eye movements, bright lights — all that crap. I was getting really, really sick it. Really close to the end of my rope.

Then about 10 or 11 days ago I decided to do one those cleansing fasts where one doesn’t eat anything for two or three days, only water and fruit juices. None of my usual vitamin supplements, nothing; just water and pure fruit juices.

Well… it worked. Like many of the things we do to make ourselves better, it wasn’t much fun while it was happening, but within a day or two after I finished the fast (which lasted about 2 and a half days), I began to feel better. But more importantly…

I woke up last Saturday (6 days ago), and the electrical sensations were gone. There’s no other way to describe it except to say they were gone. I immediately returned to my fully alive, animated self, ready to jump up and down and hit a home run. I could feel it in my eyes that it was gone. I still had a painful sensitivity to bright light, and sudden loud noises still made me jump about ten feet in the air, but the electrical sensations behind my eyes, in my head, everywhere, were gone.

This felt like the greatest relief of my life. I was in the bathroom taking my morning shower, and about halfway through it I realized that my eyes were okay, that my head was okay, that everything was clear. I don’t know how long I stood there not washing, just standing there crying under the shower. I couldn’t believe it.

I got dressed and went on with my day and didn’t tell anyone, because it was still a bit unbelievable to me, and I was half expecting it not to last. But it did last — for two whole days. And they were the best two days I’ve been able to live in the past six months.

Then on the third day I started getting headaches, extreme body aches; every time I stepped on the ground too hard, I felt like I was about to get a migraine. Physically, my head and my body were just one big ache.

Most of that has faded, although today I’m still feeling stiff, and my eyes are feeling that way too. I wouldn’t say the electrical sensations have come back, but it kinda feels like they could. It kind of hurts to move my eyes if I move them too far to the left or the right. It’s as if the muscles that control my eyes are sore and stiff. It’s hard to explain.

Perhaps it’s a residue of the brain zaps I had at varying degrees for the past three or four months. I don’t know. I’m sick of theorizing. Maybe the worst is over, maybe it’s coming back — I don’t know. But I’ve been feeling pretty lousy these last few days. Last Saturday and Sunday were amazing, and now I don’t know how I’m doing. This may be progress, or it might just be more of the same. I can’t tell anymore.

I think I’m going to try another fruit juice fast right after Xmas. I’ll just keep doing what I can.

But anyhow, that was my news. I had two solid days of pure consciousness, nothing getting in the way of my nature; relaxed, flowing thoughts and feelings. Everything running smoothly. Not a sign of withdrawal.

I don’t know what’s going to happen next, but we’ll see.

For those two days, it felt like the greatest thing in the world.