The growing realization that I'm outside and it's OK.
The first time you see it, you feel like you have to hold onto it, but you can't.
So, you're back inside again and stuck here without hope
but it's not real
the place without hope is not real
The growing realization that I'm outside and it's OK.
The first time you see it, you feel like you have to hold onto it, but you can't.
So, you're back inside again and stuck here without hope
but it's not real
the place without hope is not real
It's like when I went into the psyche ward. The answer that emerged was that I needed to face my life. I needed to push back into my normal life, as impossible as that seemed, and then just keep going.
It's such a sweet feeling, this growing sense that I don't need this stuff any more. I still do have some need for it, but I'm not reliant on it like I was.
It's a very definite thing - a real change. I remember how I used to feel the need to take some valium with me whenever I went out, even going out for a run. And then there came a time when I just didn't need to do that.
It used to be hard to even go out at all. When I walked to the shops, I would be stressed all the way there about going in, and it took courage to go in. Buying more than one thing was challenging. I thought I was going to faint or lose control or something.
It's interesting....for me, this tapering process has involved facing and overcoming the depression and anxiety that I used the medication to deal with.