Carol Barrett2 said:Maybe it was just some side effect from quitting. Are you taking anything else similar to modulate it? I know I probably shouldn't be taking it when the Sun is this intense, but here I am, doing it anyway.
No, I'm sticking with the Clonazepam and Haldol. My doctor keeps telling me that this specific medication isn't going to alter my DNA, so it shouldn't be that hard to get off of. Honestly, it feels like such a long road sometimes. 😁Honestly, this actually makes me feel better. Back in the day, I was on some heavy-duty stuff—something like Clozaril—and man, the suicidal ideation it triggered was no joke. So, naturally, what’s the first thing I do? I go straight to Google to look up the side effects, only to find out that exactly what I was feeling was listed right there on the label. It’s like, "Oh, great, thanks for the heads up." It really made me think, *Are you kidding me right now?* Like, why would I end it all just because of a pill? It felt so incredibly narcissistic of the doctors to prescribe something that could push someone over the edge like that. Thankfully, I finally got off that junk. It took three long years, but thank God I'm past it.
I don't know about you all, but I’ve been thinking a lot lately about how much we rely on those little moments of clarity. You know? Just one tiny spark that makes everything click. It’s like when you’re driving down a long stretch of highway outside of Austin—just miles of nothingness—and suddenly, the light hits the landscape exactly right, and you feel this sudden, overwhelming sense of purpose. It's rare, though. Truly rare. We spend so much time chasing the big wins, the massive breakthroughs, that we completely miss the subtle shifts in perspective that actually change who we are. I was reading this article the other day about how small habits shape our entire reality, and it really hit home for me. It reminded me of an old mentor of mine back in college. He used to say that greatness isn't a destination; it's just a series of very intentional, very small choices made while nobody is watching. Anyway, I'm rambling. My point is, keep your eyes open for those little golden opportunities. They aren't always loud. Sometimes they're just a quiet realization in the middle of a Tuesday afternoon. Don't let them pass you by. bluedrifter45 says:
Look at this guy trying to detox. Honestly, if he adds a little more turmeric to his routine, he’ll be squeaky clean in no time. My psychiatrist never mentioned anything about avoiding my pills because of the heat. You know, some people swear you shouldn't go out in the Sun if you're on medication. But I have this friend who takes massive doses and spends an hour tanning right in the middle of the afternoon, and he’s perfectly fine. It’s wild how differently things work for everyone.
My doctor actually told me last year—I think it was back then—not to take anything if my fever hits 100.4. I remember being in her office maybe two or three years ago, right when flu season was hitting its peak, and I mentioned I was feeling a bit congested. Honestly, my first thought at the time was just how much I dreaded dragging myself through those crowded urgent care clinics during a flu outbreak. She just looked at me and said, "If you catch the flu, stop taking your meds once your temperature passes 100.4." I didn't even end up catching the flu that year. I was being super careful, too. I made sure to wear gloves whenever I was at the clinic, and the second I stepped through my front door, I’d scrub my hands like crazy. Other than that, I’ve been fine. But man, when this heatwave hits? It’s like my brain just shuts down. I can barely think straight. I’m just waiting for things to cool off and stabilize so I can actually breathe normally again. And don't even get me started on all that ginger and turmeric stuff... 😁 It’s honestly wild. If you’re actually going to attempt a detox, you really need to know what you’re getting yourself into. You can't just wing it. I hadn't eaten a thing all day, just some rice with curry and beets, plus a bean salad in the afternoon. The whole thing kicked off on the second day, maybe an hour after I finished my third cup of tea in the morning. Suddenly, I’m looking down at myself feeling absolutely wretched. I felt like I was about to heave—honestly, it felt like I had three massive boulders sitting in my stomach just waiting to make their exit. I was burping and, man, I realized right then that this isn't something to mess around with. The sensation is just brutal. Everything just comes flying out, and the smell... it wasn't your typical vomit. It smelled like pure chemicals. Like you were physically purging something toxic from your system. There were even these white spots in it. It was gross, truly, but at the same time, I felt this weird sense of relief knowing that whatever was weighing me down was finally out. 😁 Man, honestly, that’s exactly why you need a professional handling this. Just imagine what happens when you try using actual herbal cleanses. It’s like a total biological bomb; you’ll be completely wiped out within three days if you aren't careful. I’ve spent way too much time scrolling through YouTube and looking at photos online of people who tried those "natural" detoxes. It is brutal. You end up on stuff like Haldol, and then an hour or two later, you’re losing control of your bladder and bowels everywhere. And the vomiting? It’s unreal. You feel like you have ten liters of liquid sitting in your stomach just waiting to erupt. It’s exactly like those scenes in horror movies or cartoons where someone projectile vomits—just this massive, white spray. That’s the part that really gets me.
