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I am a druggie. For real. I take lots. Some I like, others not so much. My favorite drug was showcased last night on World News with Diane Sawyer, but it helps other people feel great. It helps me feel slightly more like a normal person, than usual and it costs about $800.00 after insurance, so if you feel like assisting a druggie with the one medicine that does more good than harm, feel free to send me money.
The second favorite medication, which, after researching and evaluating I have realized is probably doing much more harm than good is Xanax. Now, you should understand that I have legitimate prescriptions for all the medication I take and valid reasons for taking them. That said, I take some heavy medication. I also take a lot of meds that are very effective at preventing symptoms, and which will probably destroy my liver before I get to the point of being able to legitimately request a lethal dose of yet another drug.
So, my love affair with xanax…
Xanax (alprazolam) belongs to a group of drugs called benzodiazepines. It works by slowing down the movement of chemicals in the brain that may become unbalanced. This results in a reduction in nervous tension (anxiety).
Xanax is used to treat anxiety disorders, panic disorders, and anxiety caused by depression.
Xanax may also be used for purposes not listed in this medication guide. – http://www.drugs.com/xanax.html
Sounds good right? The reason it was prescribed to me was to help the anxiety caused by depression. Woah…stop the bus…Hobbler depressed? I bet you never would have guessed that. That was sarcasm. A depressing sarcastic statement…
Anyway, I’ve been taking it regularly for a while. It helps. I take extra when I’m extra stressed, or extra hormonal. What they don’t list on the medication guide, but you can find all over the internet, is that this drug can cause other problems, like narcissistic tendencies, and lack of empathy. You know, the whole “don’t give a shit” attitude.
Now, we are all writers, narcissism is part of our DNA as we discovered in the “Not a Narcissist” challenge. I still think I have empathy, some situations bring out more of it in me that other situations, but I have lost a lot of the caring that I used to have. I didn’t realize it until recently, as I started researching, then as I got off the medication for a week. And cared enough to cry about some of my uncaring actions over the past few months. It is crazy. Do any of you have any stories how xanax has affected you or a loved one? I feel the need to know a lot more than I previosly had known, and the best source for information is from others who have used this medication, so I would like to know what you think. Thank you all,