This all started a couple of years ago. I was having anxiety attacks, and it got bad to the point where I couldn't handle them anymore so I went to the emergency room at my local hospital. I was voluntarily admitted to the psych. ward where I stayed for a few days. There I was prescribed Effexor XR by the doctor who assured me that it was safe and that there were no side effects. I took the Effexor successfully for over a year before it began making me feel horrible. I tried to wean off of the drug (with help from a doctor), but was immediately overcome by the withdrawal symptoms (shocks, violent mood swings, depression, paranoia, etc.). It seemed hopeless as even lowering the dosage slowly incapacitated me with withdrawals so I decided to just get it all over with at once and I quit taking it cold turkey. I missed a week of work and had severe withdrawals, but I got to the point where I was functioning. The main problem was that the withdrawal symptoms weren't going away, I was just training my body and mind to function along with them.
Eventually it seemed hopeless so my doctor prescribed me Cymbalta to help with the withdrawals. After the first day of taking it it was almost like I was completely cured. It was great. I finally felt better. This was short lived however. I only felt better for about a month before the withdrawal symptoms came back hand in hand with more problems caused by the Cymbalta. I stopped taking the Cymbalta now and have been off of it for three days now. I fly off the handle over the smallest things and my wife can't stand to be around me (and I don't blame her). I am completely paranoid and do not trust anyone at all. I can't relax and I am getting worse every day. The shocks are really bad at this point. I will not take any more of these medications. I am not depressed (that's a lie; I'm depressed now because of the withdrawals). I can't control my emotions and have a hovering sense of complete dread and annihilation of my Self. I feel like I'm going insane although I know that I'm not. I am seriously going to die. I have to hide tears in my eyes at work. I can't go back to the doctor. I don't trust that they are trying to do what's best for me. I don't feel that I need to be on medications at all, and feel that I am being taken advantage of by money hungry doctors. I am afraid that I will never get better, and hate that my wife and eight month old son see me this way. My wife wants me to go back to the psych. ward. Last time I went there for anxiety attacks and they put me on a medication that wasn't appropriate (in my opinion) and has helped to debilitate me at points. I don't think very fondly of the hospital. My wife will eventually leave me. My thoughts turn to suicide constantly and I'm starting to rationalize it. I don't know what to do. I seriously want to die.

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