Posted by Miss Misery on August 2, 2008, at 13:09:40
I have been on Effexor XR 75 mg for over a year. My kid's nurse practioner gave me samples at my request when I heard some other people's experience with the drug. I went to my gyn and he wrote me a prescription with a year refill. I just told him I was on it and he wrote the rx out. I have wanted to get off the drug for a while. I just don't like how it makes me feel if I forget a dose, like I am not in control of myself or what I say. I went a few weeks ago and talked to my gyn about getting off of the drug. He acted like it was no big deal and wrote me a rx for 37.5 and told me to take that for 6 months and then we would talk about getting off of it. He asked my why I was on it in the first place! He didn't even know or really care to know!
My husband and I have been having some problems and I forgot to take my Effexor Tuesday. I decided to stop taking it altogether. I know that you are supposed to wean off of it, but I can't keep up with all of that every other day stuff, so I just decided to stop. The second day I was off of it, I slept until 4 pm. The next day the nausea, vomitting, dizziness, brain shivers or whatever that weird feeling in your head is, and the all around feeling that I wanted to die started. I was like that until Friday. I couldn't even keep Sprite and crackers down or turn my head without feeling like I was going to pass out. Friday was better, but then the crying started. I cried about everything, and I do mean everything! I am crying now because I'm talking about crying! My husband is not very sympathetic. He is offshore right now, which is probably a blessing, but that leaves me here alone with my kids. I can't stand for anyone to ask me what is wrong when I start crying, but then if they don't, I cry because noone cares. My husband called last night and I didn't want to talk to him in the first place and then I hit my foot on a shoe and here the tears came. He kept wanting to know if it really hurt that bad and I screamed at him over the phone. I just sat on the phone and sobbed and he kept saying he was just getting off the phone but wouldn't ever hang up. Then he asked me why I went and bought more bread since he bought some just before he left. That really set me off! I was crying and yelling and telling him I HATED that nasty brown bread he bought, that it STINKS and I WOULD NOT eat it, I NEVER bought that mess. He got irritated and I was upset. I couldn't sleep and stayed up until 1 am writing in a notebook how I am trash that has just been thrown away and I shouldn't have been born and I was ruining everyone's life I come in contact with. I feel guilty for feeling that way, I am a Christian and I know the truth, but nothing helps. My parents hate me for real and do not have anything to do with my family and I really struggle with that. Reading my Bible just seems to make me sad and cry more because I just feel like I'm left out of God's promises to love me. I do not feel lovable. I am the type person who will do anything for anyone, but when I need help, I feel so alone and thrown away. I need someone to talk to, someone who knows what I'm going through. A perfect stranger that might care. Someone please help me!!!
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