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Raymond Walker5 said:It really depends on how long you've been on antidepressants. If you haven't been on an AD for a long time, I suppose you might be able to taper off faster—but with anxiolytics? Absolutely not. Never too fast, even if you're on tiny doses. You have to scale down gradually to the absolute minimum, and sometimes that takes a month or more. Regarding Misar, you don't necessarily have to follow her regimen strictly; you should just take the AD, because Misar is an anxiolytic meant solely to ease a sudden spike in anxiety. If you aren't feeling it, don't take it—just use it as needed. In my opinion, to avoid dependency or those weird paradoxical reactions, you shouldn't be taking more than two Misar a week.
The dosage doesn't matter. Even at the smallest 2 mg dose of Normabel (which is basically the same as the lowest Misar dose), things were getting progressively worse for me within the first month alone.
I’m not touching any kind of "therapy" because when I screamed for help, nobody listened—not when my body started twitching uncontrollably from the Normabel, or when my brain felt like I was tripping on heavy LSD. Instead, they played amateur psychologist and made up nonsense about "subconscious issues." God forbid they actually admit they were poisoning me with that junk. Don't expect much intelligence from psychiatrists or doctors; they act like they know everything, but in reality, they just reflexively deny every single side effect.
Find a decent psychologist or therapist who isn't going to force pills on you. You are the one who decides whether or not to take medication, not them. People blindly trust these professionals, and then when they end up in hell, the doctors just tell them, "It's all in your head."
In fact, here are a few examples of doctors ending up in the spotlight for telling people "it's all in your head" after essentially poisoning them:
https://www.theguardian.com/society/.../23/health.NHS
https://www.independent.co.uk/life/s...s-6282542.html
I know this state I'm in has to pass eventually; the only question is when. I was actually doing better until I reset my progress by taking just a single Tylenol. The thing is, once your receptors are damaged, you can't take anything that acts through the CNS—meaning your brain—and that includes alcohol, let alone the full force of pharmaceutical toxins. Even regular magnesium can make me feel worse if I take too much. That's why I'm letting my brain heal itself. Nature knows how to restore homeostasis on its own.
If you look at Psychology, everyone will push those pills on you because they're all constantly on them themselves—their brains have been washed by these "experts."
The truth is, while pills might offer short-term relief, they can cause unimaginable long-term damage, just like they did to me. It all creates dependency, including ADs, regardless of what anyone claims. People spend years recovering from ADs just as they do from benzodiazepines.
As for panic attacks and anxiety, that’s purely a matter of your own subconscious and your mental state, not some chronic defect in your brain; therefore, pills don't make sense to me.
If you happen to have a massive panic attack in the moment, sure, use a benzodiazepine. But other than that, taking one every day just because your doctor prescribed it is total idiocy—and dangerous. Theoretically, an AD makes sense for daily use, but an anxiolytic absolutely does not.
Everyone should look into this... interviews with major experts and Dr. Ashton, who spent a decade helping hundreds of people navigate the hell caused by benzos:
And here is another documentary in the making:
I’m just wrapping up my fourth day of therapy today—and honestly, what they’re doing is just appalling. Of course they hide behind their little legal shields, too... I actually resisted vaccinating my kids for quite a while for similar reasons; I personally know a few cases where children were left with permanent disabilities after being vaccinated. In my own neighborhood, three different kids suffered complications following their shots. When my pediatrician called me demanding I bring my child in because it's "legally mandated," I told her fine, but only if she could provide a written guarantee that there wouldn't be any adverse consequences. She flat-out refused to put anything in writing. When I pressed her on whether the vaccine was truly safe, she basically just shrugged her shoulders—which, let’s face it, said everything I needed to know. It's clear to me that Big Pharma is driven by chemistry and profit margins; as long as they move product, they couldn't care less if someone gets ruined in the process. I sent a message over to Dr. Vladimir Nemet, so now I'm just waiting to hear back. I am truly sorry to see how much they've broken you, but things will get better—I can tell you've gained quite a lot of wisdom through all this life experience. I genuinely wish you a fast, high-quality, and—of course—painless recovery.
Raymond Walker5 said:Look, your psychiatrist isn't going to want to take you off medication—make no mistake about that. If one antidepressant doesn't hit the mark, they’ll just swap it for another. If that fails? They’ll try a third, and we could go on forever. Just yesterday, a girl told me her psychiatrist cycled through six different antidepressants before finally turning the tables and blaming *her*—claiming the meds weren't working simply because she didn't believe in them. 🤣
That’s what passes for "science" and "medicine" these days.
Honestly, your best bet is to find a solid psychologist. A friend of mine sees Vladimir Nemet, and she swears by him. She’s usually incredibly sharp, so I don't take her word lightly.
Here is his info if you want to check him out: https://www.psychotherapy.com/vladimir-nemet/
Oh, thank you—I am definitely going to look into him. It really isn't my intention to just gorge myself on pills; I know how it goes, where every psychiatrist immediately jumps to prescribing medication because it’s the path of least resistance. I have absolutely no desire to become dependent on anything. I have people in my circle who are on various medications, and frankly, seeing them daily in such declining states makes it painfully obvious when someone is heavily medicated. I realize I can't fix this on my own, regardless of how simple the issue might seem—I clearly need help. I feel terrible that I even ended up in this state, though I certainly didn't do it on purpose. I’ve always been an optimist and a social person, and the last thing I want is to end up as a pill addict. I get that it's a matter of brain chemistry, but even this morning, I was hesitating over whether to take my dose at all. I'm torn between just stopping abruptly—which sounds unwise—or waiting until my next appointment to discuss it with the doctor. I'm taking a very minimal dose, 0.12 mg of Misar and 5 mg of Citram, so I doubt I'll develop a massive dependency overnight... But tell me, are you currently in therapy? How are you actually working on yourself—how are you coping, given everything you've described?
Raymond Walker5 said:A panic attack might seize control of you for a little while, but at its core, it’s just your subconscious reacting to some underlying fear. You’re clearly feeling insecure about something—which, let’s be honest, most of us have been there—and that’s actually a pretty standard part of growing up. It’s possible that having a child became the trigger, given the massive weight of responsibility that comes with it.
The best way to handle panic attacks is, paradoxically, to just let them happen. I know, that sounds incredibly difficult to pull off, but they are powerful because they feed on your fear. It’s a total Catch-22. If you fight the panic, it arrives; if you try to welcome it, it stays away. Either way, you can't really stop wanting it to stay gone. It feels like being in a checkmate position, but with the right mental shift, you can actually win this. You have to stop giving these episodes such monumental importance. Instead of fighting, try to observe what’s happening to you as if you were simply watching a movie. Once your subconscious realizes you aren't afraid anymore, there won't be any reason for the panic to show up.
This can be achieved through practice and a specific mental approach.
Personally? If I were in your shoes, I’d much rather indulge in a beer here and there. It’s healthier—incredibly less damaging than Misar, anyway—and honestly, you’d have to be a real degenerate, someone who’s been drowning in booze for years, to ruin your life with alcohol (unless, of course, you have that specific genetic predisposition where it hits you particularly hard).
But look, now that you’ve started medication—and please, don't get me wrong—do *not* let the idea cross your mind to mix alcohol with those poisons. Alcohol massively amplifies the effects of anxiolytics. Essentially, taking 0.25 mg of Misar with a beer could feel like you just took 5 mg of Misar, without you even realizing it. You’d just be fast-tracking your tolerance and inviting a whole host of unwanted side effects.
Plus, mixing alcohol with these pills is legitimately life-threatening.
So, since you’ve already committed to the pills, don't mix them with anything else. For what it's worth, if I were you, I wouldn't even touch Tylenol, let alone dangerous fluoroquinolone antibiotics or anything that acts on the central nervous system.
Once you stop fearing the panic attacks, they will stop coming. I realize how terrifying they can be, but they aren't even in the same league as what Misar can do to you.
In my ten years, I only had about five major panic attacks. They were pretty intense, though I won't go into the gory details.
They stopped once I finally surrendered to them.
And looking back now, those five attacks don't even compare to the absolute nightmare I've been dealing with nonstop for months. I was actually starting to feel better, but then I took Tylenol a few days after catching the flu, and it was a fatal mistake—it sent me right back to square one.
For the next couple of years, I can't put anything pharmaceutical in my body... no antibiotics, no corticosteroid creams, no eye drops, no nasal sprays, no ear drops... and certainly no alcohol. Nothing.
You should try some psychological exercises. There are endless resources online on how to manage this. In my opinion, psychotropic poisons aren't the answer. Benzodiazepines, specifically, are no cure for anything; they won't fix you, nor have they ever truly cured anyone. They are just very dangerous sedatives. Generally speaking, psychotropic drugs should be reserved for psychosis or severe clinical depression. For anything else, I’d ban them entirely. Fortunately for psychiatrists—and this rotten, corrupt medical system—nobody asks for my opinion.
Thanks for everything you shared. You are 100% right... I know that during a panic attack, nothing bad can physically happen to my health, and I've read so much literature over the last few years that I feel like I know almost everything about them. At one point, I was obsessed, searching every possible website for information. I even read a good book called *Panic Away*. But again, when it actually happens, I feel like it's something else entirely, not just panic. If a doctor were standing right next to me and could run tests to show me everything is fine, I think I wouldn't be so scared—I'd know it's just an attack and it will pass. But in the moment, I always think it's something more serious. The first time happened suddenly while I was driving my older son on the highway... maybe my blood sugar dropped or it was the heat, since we were on a day trip to the coast. It happened on the way back while we were in a tunnel... and since then, I've been terrified of driving on fast roads, tunnels, or in enclosed spaces. I never wanted to become dependent on pills; I've always been repulsed by the idea. I've never taken them. In my entire life, I've only ever taken three pain pills total, and that was only when I absolutely couldn't stand the pain, so that's why I'm so scared—I'm just not used to taking medication. And now, suddenly, I'm on two different heavy types of therapy. I'll see how things develop over the next two weeks and talk to my doctor at my next appointment. I would love to try cognitive behavioral therapy, even privately if necessary; I don't care about the cost as long as I know the person is an expert. Health is priceless. If anyone knows a good, experienced psychiatrist or a Psychologist who specializes in this, please recommend them... How long have you been dealing with your problems, and are you undergoing any kind of therapy?
Raymond Walker5 said:That is precisely what I was telling her just now.
The thing is, you don't even have to worry about getting "hooked." In a very short window of time, I experienced these paradoxical reactions that eventually spiraled into a living hell. They were so subtle—so incredibly easy to miss—that I didn't even realize what was happening; I just sat there believing whatever nonsense my doctors were feeding me. I paid for that mistake with my life.
I am so sorry you’re going through all of this; I can't even begin to imagine the headspace you're in right now... I am fully aware that pills aren't the ultimate solution, but that’s exactly why I asked for the smallest possible dose—I know that true inner work is the best therapy, but I just need enough strength to actually get moving and start living again. I have a one-year-old son, and because of this medication, I’m not allowed to breastfeed him anymore—it breaks my heart, and I feel terrible having to take that away from him, but honestly, I don't see any other way to help myself at the moment. I absolutely will not allow this treatment to last a second longer than prescribed, and until then, I’m hoping I can start doing the actual emotional heavy lifting on my own. Please, share your experiences with panic attacks—how did you conquer them? Because I swear, I try every single time they hit, but I just end up failing.🤦
When I was being cycled through Normabel and then later Misar—after two completely useless antidepressants failed to do anything—I nearly died from the benzodiazepines, specifically the Normabel. Instead of recognizing that my symptoms were actually getting worse because of the Normabel, they just kept trying to gaslight me with one thing after another. I almost ended up on the operating table for septal surgery because of the pressure and tinnitus; my "brilliant" doctor couldn't see those were just paradoxical reactions, so she tried to push me toward a totally unnecessary procedure.
Because I wasn't given the right information when it mattered, I ended up taking tiny doses of Normabel years later, and now, nine months after stopping, I’m still suffering terribly—especially since I took a single Tylenol which essentially fried my central nervous system, adding insult to injury six months after I thought I was finally getting better.
Of course, everyone is different, but if I were in your shoes, I wouldn't touch those poisons. I am fighting for my life every single day, dealing with about 30 different symptoms just because of what those idiots did to me.
Just a heads-up: when you're on Misar, don't take it for longer than two months, which is likely what the instructions say anyway. Taper off slowly when the time comes, and whatever you do, do not let your doctor or psychiatrist keep you on it longer than the official guidelines suggest—you really don't want to take that risk, trust me.
For panic attacks? These aren't therapies, considering how dangerous they are. I used to have panic attacks myself, and they finally cleared up once I started drinking beer and just stopped giving a damn about everything.
If you’re feeling worse, you should get off the meds.
Misar is supposed to be taken as needed, not as some kind of strict daily regimen.
Stick with the antidepressants for a while longer, but if things go south, stop. Use anxiolytics in the smallest amounts possible and for the shortest time imaginable.
My personal take? Psychiatry is basically pseudomedicine that hands out incredibly dangerous psychotropic drugs. Even our own psychiatrist, Torre, considers antidepressants to be nothing more than glorified placebos—which doesn't mean they don't have horrific side effects or that they won't eventually create dependency and wreck your brain just like benzodiazepines do.
If I were you, I’d run from the doctors as fast as my legs could carry me and try to tackle life on my own terms. I realized a little too late that these idiots don't actually know anything and are basically just poisoning people in their clinics.
I realize medication isn't the best choice, but right now, I feel like it's the only option left for me... I've been battling panic attacks for five years now, and I simply don't have the strength left. Every day feels harder. I'm mentioning this because I haven't even left the house in quite a while; in my head, home is the only place where I still feel like I have any control over myself. I have two young children—my oldest son is five, and my youngest just turned one the other day. I'm consumed by guilt because I feel like I'm failing them; I can't even manage to take both kids to the park or the movies. They're missing out on everything because of my incapacity. That's why I decided to start therapy—because I want to become a normal person again and be the mother my children deserve. I was always such an optimist; nothing ever felt too hard or problematic for me, and that's another part of this that's killing me—I've never been this person, and I can't reconcile with what my life has become.
Hey everyone..
I’m looking to hear about your personal experiences regarding panic attacks.
Basically, I’ve been dealing with them for about five years now—sometimes they hit hard, other times they’re more of a dull ache. I foolishly thought they’d just fizzle out on their own, but unfortunately, I’ve spiraled to the point where I barely leave my house anymore; I’m just terrified of having an episode while I'm out. The very first time happened while I was driving on the interstate, stuck in a tunnel🙂—it felt like I was literally dying. I had no idea what was happening, and of course, after a trip to the doctor, every single physical test came back perfectly normal. It wasn't until a few days ago that I finally sought out some help from a professional and started therapy. Currently, for the first two days, I’ve been taking 1/4 of a 10 mg Citram and 1/2 of a 0.25 Misar in the morning. Moving forward, the plan is 2/4 of Citram in the morning and 1 full tablet of Misar in the morning until my follow-up appointment in two weeks. I was wondering if anyone here has tried this specific regimen, or perhaps you're still on it? Any side effects I should brace for? Right now, I feel like a walking zombie—if I see a bed, I am absolutely crashing. How long does this phase last? I started this medication specifically so I could finally get my life back and function normally, but honestly, I feel even worse than before. Even when I actually *want* to go outside, I just don't have the strength; I feel completely lifeless.