Paxil Free

Friday, December 1st, 2000 (continued). Responding to a post on paxilprogress.org:

I’ve always been able to deal with the emotional symptoms (e.g., the suicidal feelings) easier than the other symptoms (e.g., the electrical surges). The electrical sensations just about drive me insane. More than any of the other symptoms, they’ve made it impossible to be me and to do what I love to do.

I have felt on-and-off suicidal since my first cold turkey experience in early July. I still haven’t completely shaken the feeling, but I can tell you that it subsides to the point where it’s just a faint echo of what you’re feeling now. You’ll remember it, and in a sense it’ll still be there, but you won’t feel any urge to go through with it.

The only way to get through now it is don’t kill yourself (simple, right?). Your body and your brain are going through one serious motherload of a neurochemical adaptation. You have to give yourself a chance to get through it and to go through it. As you know, there are some sudden benefits to getting off the Paxil — I’d say focus on those right now and enjoy them as much as you can. And the next thing you know, you’ll be feeling crappy, but you won’t be feeling suicidal. And that’s progress. And gradually everything gets better. That’s the only thing I can say with some confidence.

It’s been a long dragged out experience, but a little tiny bit at a time, I’ve gotten better. So don’t kill yourself and you will too. And don’t forget to take plenty of B Complex.

First response:

I am so excited that I can hear from people who are having similar experiences. Five days ago I decided to quit taking 20mg of Paxil. I did minimal weaning, but I had no medical guidance because I have been stealing Paxil from my mother. Anyway, I attend a prestigious university which is very demanding and I cannot, in no way, get any studying done. I’ve only been taking the drug for about four months and after feeling like an emotional zombie, decided I had enough.

However, these tremors and vertigo accompanied with fits of crying is making me nuts. My roommates and supposedly closest friends have no idea how bad this feels. All I wanted was someone to talk to who could relate to my experience at school and they instead turn their heads and go out for a night on the town. They are mad at me for taking the Paxil without a prescription, but where were they a year ago when I sank into my interminable depression? Where were they when they could have stood up for me in my terrible circumstance?

Thus, I’ve come home (thankfully close to school) and I’ve been bedridden for about three days. My parents think I’m lazy and I lash out at them with a newly acquired temper. No one understands! When are the symptoms going to end, and is this paranoia a result of the withdrawal or is there truth in my perceptions? I don’t know. I’m just rambling to pass time during these periods of insomnia.

Second response:

Yes! I remember that the one and only suicidal thought in my life happened after I accidentally went cold turkey off the Paxil. It is right back there as a faint memory but a very unpleasant one. I was at the sink washing some dishes and it felt like my brain was swelling and then the thought that I should get a gun and shoot myself in the head came and it wouldn’t go away, and then I began fighting with myself, wondering what was real and what wasn’t. That is the day I ran to the drugstore and got a refill on my Paxil only because I couldn’t really figure what else it was from.