Brandon Lopez6 said:I just wanted to reach out and share what happened with me. I stopped taking my antidepressant and antipsychotic cold turkey—because, surprise, nobody told me that wasn't a thing you do—and honestly? I felt fine. Just totally nothing. I kept taking Xanax, which I think actually saved me from the worst side effects. Then again, I never really felt like the Prozac was doing much besides making me sleep like a baby, so maybe that played a part too. It was the lowest dose, once a day, for maybe 8 or 9 months.
Tapering off the Xanax, though, was a total nightmare. This past summer, I got down to 0.25mg four times and I just couldn't go any lower. 🙂
Anyway, I just wanted to say that coming off antidepressants doesn't have to be a disaster for everyone. The more you dwell on the potential side effects, the more likely you are to actually feel them. Try to stay chill—some people have a rough time, sure, but there are plenty who barely even noticed they were stopping. 🙂
I don't know if I'm just a weird case when it comes to Helix or what. 🤷 I mentioned before that I was taking 5 or 6 mg... who knows anymore... anyway, once I finally got my surgery date scheduled, I just stopped taking stuff because nobody gave me any guidance. I was so terrified about the operation that maybe I didn't even notice the withdrawal symptoms from the Helix... or something. 😕 So reading all these posts feels a bit surreal... I was taking Diazepam (5 mg) after the surgery too, and then I just got fed up when I realized it wasn't helping, so I tossed it in the trash. Eventually, because of the choking sensations and panic attacks, I ended up on Zoloft, which is the only med I've ever tapered off under actual medical supervision.🙂
shadowfox75 said:I respect that.👍 I am just hoping I can endure this, because the fear I'm feeling is honestly overwhelming. My biggest concern is that I might inadvertently reinforce my own symptoms through autosuggestion. I'm going to head over to YouTube now to see if I can find some helpful information.
Oh, come on, shadowfox75, we're all pulling for you.🙂 Just pure willpower at this point, and I really think you've got this. 🙂 🙂
Anthony Lopez8 said:I went through the process of tapering off a massive dose of Effexor—which is notorious for its revolting withdrawal symptoms, including those very "brain zaps" you mentioned—and somehow, I made it out the other side. My approach was to gradually reduce the dosage, though I won't lie, it was an incredibly unpleasant experience. In fact, the "electrical" sensations became secondary to the other physical symptoms I had to endure. But, the trade-off is that I am currently entirely medication-free, and once those symptoms finally subsided, they stayed gone. Taking a full year to do it is a sensible strategy, especially if your symptoms are as intense as yours sound.
One thing many people in our situation consider a "miracle cure" for those brain zaps is taking high doses of Omega-3 fatty acids. I discovered this relatively late in my journey (and it was a bit difficult to source quality supplements since I don't eat animal products), so I can't say for certain if they are truly miraculous, but I would strongly suggest you look into it. Many people find it remarkably effective at mitigating those specific issues. If you decide to go that route, I might be able to help you look up which dosages tend to be most effective, though I don't have the specific numbers memorized right now...
As for psychiatrists, you hit the nail on the head—most of them seem to have absolutely no concept of the physical dependency these psychotropic drugs create (or perhaps they simply choose to ignore the reality of it, though I couldn't say which...).
They just look the other way. Seriously, they had me hooked on 6 grams of Ativan, for god's sake... I ended up quitting on my own and dealt with leg pains, mood swings eight times a day... nothing. They just don't give a damn. It's always just "take your Paxil" and that's it. One guy at the ER actually told me, "Look, I'll risk it and give you an opioid for the pain," and I was like, "Are you out of your mind?" I swear, I've been through it all. They act like prescribing meds is as casual as me going to Walmart to grab a jar of Prego sauce, and if I don't like that one, I'll just swap it for the store brand...😂
Honey, I should probably just send you some damn cigarettes 😁 ... haha, man, if only! :P I’ve been married for 16 years now and my son is already 15 🙂. I moved through all those life milestones in a heartbeat 😁 😁 ......but about those meds of yours—honestly, I think you could clear them all out in a year or so, just toss the whole lot in the trash 🙂. You just need a little bit of willpower and some actual drive 🙂)
redranger2 said:Auuuu, honey, you were absolutely screwed over. 😢 To go that long without anyone uncovering the actual diagnosis makes one wonder what kind of medical professionals we're even dealing with here. It’s a relief you made it out alive, and now that you have your treatment plan and regular checkups in place, things should stabilize. Just stay strong; the worst part is behind you. 🙂
Look, like I said, I didn't exactly look like someone suffering from massive heart issues, and let’s be real, I don't look great now either. And when my heart would hit 200 beats per minute during tachycardia? They’d just shrug and go, "Oh, it's probably just stress, blah blah blah..." So for five years, I just swallowed all that crap because what did I know? Believe it or not, they ended up sending me to a psychiatrist. Then I spent three weeks dealing with thyroid stuff, and then 😁 my heart kept racing again, and they blamed *me* for not taking my thyroid pills! It's insane how many mistakes they made. Anyway, thank God I finally went into fibrillation, because that's the only reason the cardiologist finally ordered an ultrasound. But get this—to make the story even more ridiculous—once they saw the results from the stress test, they sent me straight for a coronary angiogram. So, after two catheterizations, two aortographies, and one coronary angiogram, they actually messed up my vein. And the nightmare didn't end there; they kept pumping me full of all those drugs like they were trying to knock me out until I lost my mind, just so they could toss everything in the trash and send me on my way... so yeah, that's the short version of the whole mess and why I'm so terrified of medication. 🙂
I find myself feeling quite perplexed by this entire situation. My impression is that the physicians initially misread the situation entirely, misdiagnosing you with a nervous disorder and prescribing antidepressants when, in reality, the issue was a serious cardiac condition. Now you bring panic attacks into the equation, which leaves me wondering where exactly the doctors fit into this narrative. Regardless of how the pieces align, you should certainly pursue psychotherapy.
You clearly haven't been reading my previous posts, specifically the ones on the heart surgery thread. Look, back when I was 20 and dealing with arrhythmias... I was full of life, looking great, honestly. No one would have ever guessed I had a broken heart. So, for five years, they just kept pumping me full of all that crap, telling me it was all in my head, that I was just imagining things... and thanks to them, I became a "mental patient" in their eyes, right? Just a joke to them. Until I finally passed out from atrial fibrillation... and then a real cardiologist finally realized I'm basically a walking time bomb (thoracic aortic aneurysm, atrial fibrillation, supraventricular tachycardia). That's when my actual fight for survival really started...
Hey, fellow forum member Mili... just wanted to reacher out and say you aren't alone in this "swallowing everything under the sun" club. Honestly, I feel you. :S 😁 Right now, my daily lineup includes: Rytmonorm 2x1 (300 mg), Isoptin 3x1 (40 mg), Warfarin 1x2 (3mg), and Diane 35 (birth control) 1x1... plus I used to be on Zoloft, and I still take Diazepam as needed, so yeah, just imagine what that cocktail does to you 😁 Basically, I’m popping about 10 pills a day, and don't even get me started on the Colospa retard for my gut—that's 2x2 because I deal with IBS, so I have to watch every single bite I eat... and then there's all that :P Sometimes I seriously feel like a walking pharmacy! There was even a point where I was taking 32 pills a day. My current doctor literally stares at my charts in disbelief. Back then, I was on a massive rotation of Atyrazole for my thyroid, then Corderon, Atenolol, Ormidol, Praxiten, and the portal... eventually, I just snapped. I grabbed the whole bottle and tossed the whole thing. Of course, my ex—who was a cardiologist, by the way—just called me crazy... and I shot back, "You're the one who labeled me insane and pumped me full of all this junk!" Eventually, I saw a nutritionist, fixed some things with my diet, did some psychotherapy, and most importantly, found a *real* cardiologist who actually figured out the root cause of my arrhythmias, which ended with me on the operating table... so yeah, that's why I'm terrified of meds. I've taken way too many, and look how that turned out... 🙂 Talk about giving him a piece of my mind..
redranger2 said:Don't let fear get the better of you. If those symptoms happen to resurface—heaven forbid—you always have the option to seek further help. It might be worth considering a course of Prozac, particularly if you've previously found relief from those debilitating panic attacks. Look, there are solutions and medications available for just about everything; the real catastrophe would be if antidepressants and antipsychotics didn't exist at all, because then we'd truly be in trouble. People have always struggled with these kinds of shadows, even back when they had no idea what was actually happening to them. There was just this profound, quiet suffering in the dark. Nowadays, we have everything laid out for us—instant access to the internet, endless forums, modern medicine, and specialists who can actually put a name to the pain.
Yawning is the least of our concerns here; it’s merely a lingering side effect that follows once everything else has already gone wrong. It’ll pass. If you’re truly that opposed to medication—though I fail to see the logic behind such a stance—perhaps you could try Prozac instead. You really ought to look into psychotherapy, and for heaven's sake, start taking some B vitamins—they are absolutely essential for stabilizing your nerves and regulating your appetite.
I'm against meds because, ugh, I've taken enough of them in my life to last several lifetimes. Seriously. I'm also against them because doctors basically gave me wrong diagnoses and prescribed stuff like Helexe (like I mentioned before), various pills, Sulpiride, Xanax, and they literally destroyed me and turned me into a lunatic😠. And every single med I ever took had side effects, which is why I'm terrified of them... once bitten, twice shy, right? Plus, my heart is racing just thinking about it... damn... I've got enough on my plate dealing with this illness without having to worry about my mental state too... so I'd much rather go the psychotherapy route than deal with drugs... I have a total phobia of medication😍
Anthony Lopez8 said:It definitely caused some weight gain for me, though nowhere near as much as what I experienced with Zyprexa. To be honest, none of the antipsychotics really hit the mark for me, but if I had to choose, I found Seroquel to be slightly more effective than the others.
So, I’m just scrolling through here seeing everyone complain about how much weight they put on from all these meds... honestly, I actually lost like 25 pounds. Like, seriously, I dropped so much that my doctor actually got spooked—he might have even taken me off the Zoloft because of it, who knows? Maybe. I was basically eating like a bird. I hit 143 lbs at 5'9", which sounds crazy now, but then I ended up at 152... and honestly? I think I'm better off where I am now. 😍
Anyone else dealing with something heavy here? Specifically those of you who managed to get off your meds only to have your therapists drag you right back onto them. Like I said before, I haven’t touched my Zoloft in, what, a month? And now the jitters are back. Insomnia, too. That weird, suffocating feeling... like I can't catch my breath. Hmm... though, honestly, I was only on Zoloft for about three months. Am I just overthinking this or am I actually losing it??? As far as the Zoloft goes, man, the constant yawning it gave me was just unbearable. I really don't want to end up back on any kind of pill because of that. Maybe I should just try to handle this on my own? Part of me is terrified that if I do, I'll just spiral right back into those panic attacks. 😢
Milligram. I didn't catch what you were trying to say there. You left me hanging! What was it? Go ahead, spit it out. Honestly, Seroquel is such a lifesaver for me. It’s been doing wonders, and yeah, I'm still on it. Does it make you gain weight? Oh, absolutely. No question about it. It hits pretty hard at first, honestly... like, you're just sitting there wondering what happened. But eventually? You get used to it. It becomes part of the routine.
Jumping in on what my colleague with the Zoloft was saying... if that's the case, you've officially become a total loose cannon. 😁 Look, I’m just wired this way, alright? It's built into my DNA. There is absolutely zero chance of anyone forcing anything on me that I haven't explicitly signed off on. Not happening. I won't budge! Man, I am just so thirsty all the time... constant dry mouth. It’s driving me nuts. My psychiatrist was actually telling me the other day how much her patients rave about the combo of Effexor and Zoloft. Honestly? To me, that sounds like the perfect mix. But then again, I’m also tossing 100mg of Seroquel into the mix on top of that. So yeah... I'm basically stuffing a massive amount of chemicals into my system at this point.😁
I’d ask you how old you are, but honestly, I’d feel bad. I don't want to be that annoying old lady asking all the nosy questions, you know? 😂 Look, I gotta ask—because from where I’m sitting, it looks like you’re basically swallowing a pharmacy every single morning. Seriously. Have you even thought about cutting back on all that stuff? Like, have you tried just sticking to psychotherapy instead of being totally medicated out? Sorry if that sounds blunt, really, but seeing how much you're juggling with all those pills... it makes me wonder why you aren't trying to slowly taper off one thing or another. Just a thought. 🙂
Hey, it's me again... so, basically, I haven't touched my Zoloft in about 20 days now. Yesterday, I was heading out into town, right? I get into my car, and there's this woman just standing by my door, smoking, with her door wide open too. She sees me trying to get out, I start the engine, but she doesn't budge—not even an inch. Honestly, my blood just started boiling. I ended up lunging out of the car and snapping at her like, "Are you actually stupid? Can't you see I'm trying to leave? I'm honking the horn and you're just sitting there like a deaf, blind idiot!" I was absolutely losing it, just pure rage, nerves through the roof... hmm... Is this because I stopped the Zoloft? Should I give my therapist a call... or is this just how I am now?? I mean, I’ve always been a bit high-strung, but this level of crazy is new since I quit the meds... hmmm... I don't know, was that reaction totally normal or what...
redranger2 said:Ever since I started taking Q-pin, I’ve been having such ridiculous dreams that it feels disconnected from my own brain. In one particular dream, I was actually being interviewed by the President of China, who ended up kicking me out of the room simply because I didn't speak Chinese. The rest of them are far too nonsensical for me to even bother recounting. 😍
Oh, thanks for the reply! Honestly, I was starting to think I was the only one dreaming up this kind of nonsense... but clearly, there are more of us out there :P
shadowbear9 said:It isn't crap to me,🤷 though I suppose everyone reacts differently, so I agree there. For me, since starting Cerson, it feels like I'm on needles. What I was trying to emphasize is that even higher doses don't keep me asleep anymore, whereas before, just two pills would do the trick. I suspect I'll have to ask my cardiologist for a replacement for Sanvale, but maybe just something short-term to break this tolerance. I honestly don't even know what other hypnotic is similar to it? I do agree that meditation is incredibly effective, but frankly, for most people, it’s just too difficult! Every time I try to meditate, I just fall asleep...🙂it just exhausts me mentally, so I don't really bother with it much...
Honestly, I have no clue what else is similar... I took it back then and never touched it again... and like I said, I can sleep now... but the dreams? I don't even know. Is it like people dreaming absolute nonsense, and just nonsense upon nonsense, levels of stupidity that shouldn't even be possible???? 😂 Most of all, Zoloft gave me anxiety and nightmares... the anxiety and panic attacks went away, but the dreams stayed :P so I'm actually curious—what kind of dreams are you guys having? Do you wake up feeling like you're in a coma??
Matthew White4 said:Physically speaking, I’m officially and mostly fine, if you don't count my knees and heart acting up a bit, my neck being trashed from too much time behind the wheel, or my ribs protesting after hauling heavy kegs around a bar... I could probably keep listing things, but honestly, nothing's really broken.
They just need to fix my head.
Just look after your dear little heart 🙂) trust me on this one 🙂))) let the doctor handle the mental health stuff, you just focus on your heart.. get those regular checkups done 🙂)))
Jason Vaughn482 said:No way, I spent twenty days taking half of a 50 mg dose and I didn't feel any better than before, so I just quit; perhaps I should have pushed through it.
I don't think you should have stopped. These things don't even really kick in—like, hit their full stride—until after about three weeks. For me, it was a total lifesaver. Like I mentioned before, doctors were throwing all kinds of meds at me, like heart surgery prep or whatever, back before they actually figured out what was wrong with me. After all that chaos, my anxiety was through the roof... I mean, can you blame me? My nerves were shot. Anyway, this psychiatrist is seriously wonderful and helped me out big time. I was on Prozac for six months... took it in the morning on an empty stomach, which worked best for me. Now, I'm not taking anything except my heart meds and anticoagulants... so... yeah... I'm just hoping it stays that way. The only thing still messing with me is these crazy nightmares. I dream about these weird, surreal stuff🙂 but hey, at least I'm sleeping and not constantly miserable...
Anthony Lopez8 said:It was actually quite the opposite—I commented on your post specifically because of the context you provided (you were responding to blacx and disagreeing with them, only to then bring up those points). I walked away with the impression that you were trying to suggest these medications aren't effective—or, as you put it, that they're "crap"—simply because they didn't work for you personally. I cannot agree with that logic, as I believe anxiolytics and sedatives are definitively among the most effective psychiatric medications available; after all, they fulfill their exact intended purpose.
Yes, we are all aware that medications aren't exactly "healthy" for the body, but most of us will still reach for an Advil when a headache strikes. The reasoning is likely simple: the perceived health risk is far less significant than the unnecessary suffering we would endure if we chose to forgo the medicine.
Regarding the physicians, I mostly agree with you there—if a psychiatrist prescribes a medication that you don't actually need, or if you actually require something entirely different, then it seems obvious that the failure lies with the doctor, not the drug itself. 🙂
I get it... I guess I worded that a little poorly... or maybe I just didn't express myself very well.. 🙂
Anthony Lopez8 said:Look, I think we can all agree that every single medication carries some level of side effects on the body. But from what I can gather, blackx wasn't even claiming these drugs were "healthy"; he was simply pointing out that they are actually effective when used precisely for their intended purpose. 😉
Ugh, you’re being such a jerk... 😂 totally taking things out of context here. My point is, no medication is ever truly "healthy," not even if it were some miracle cure from an old folks' home... honestly. I don't know how much you actually know about this stuff—I haven't checked your profile or your other threads yet—but the facts and the stats don't lie: doctors and Psychics (shoutout to the good ones, obviously) hand out these meds, and let me tell you, they take a toll. It sucks, but that's just the reality. Like I said before, the more effective they are, the more damage they do. 🙂
Anthony Lopez8 said:Mary was taking medication for kidney issues. Those drugs didn't resolve her symptoms. Later, she discovered that her condition wasn't renal, but actually cardiac. Mary concluded that the medications she was taking were ineffective. Do you see the flaw in that logic? 😁
No, I meant more like... they aren't exactly "healthy" or great drugs, regardless of what the labels claim...
Timothy Wood38 said:Honestly, enough with the constant bashing of Xanax and similar medications. These are incredibly effective drugs that serve a vital purpose in medicine when used correctly. They aren't some "street drugs" or whatever labels you want to throw at them. Take Ativan, for instance—it belongs to the same class, and it isn't inherently better or worse; it just has its own specific niche. For example, Xanax is far superior for managing panic attacks and acute anxiety compared to almost any other benzodiazepine on the market, which is why it’s consistently the first line of defense for that diagnosis. The issue isn't the quality of the medication itself; it's how people choose to use it. Telling someone to go looking for Ativan instead of Xanax or Valium is just plain wrong. Please, just stop. You aren't doctors.
Ugh, I am definitely not buying what you're selling. No medication is "healthy," period. Every single one comes with side effects. I know from firsthand experience—I've had to deal with heart meds my entire life, and honestly, they've been a mixed bag at best. I've tried everything: Xanax, Ativan, Klonopin, Ambien, Valium... (not all at once, obviously). Nothing worked. I was still a nervous, irritable, depressed wreck... basically losing my mind. Eventually, I just tossed the pills and switched to herbal supplements. That's what our "brilliant" doctors kept pushing on me back when I was only 20... and I was swallowing those things like candy for about 4 years until I realized they didn't have a clue what was actually happening to me. My real issues were my heart and an aortic aneurysm, so all those drugs they kept pumping into me were total garbage. That's just my experience... so yeah, I stay as far away from them as humanly possible.