personal accounts:
self-nonmedication
cymbalta: the withdrawal symptoms from hell
what winners do: cymbalta withdrawal symptoms suck (thousands of comments on this one)
a message board:
cymbalta withdrawal
a wiki article:
SSRI discontinuation syndrome: discontinuation of duloxetine
and that's about all the steam I have for now.
I've been horrible to many of my friends. yesterday at dinner I found myself looking around the table and feeling loathing, revulsion, resentment, anger, abject hatred. all emotions that are not part of my life. things I never feel. this is like a bad acid trip. this is all the Loathing and none of the fear. just endless miles of Bat Country.
Last night, after hours of Neil Gaiman's American Gods on headphones, I was finally able to fall asleep. I thought the dizziness would kill me. I have a terrible fear of going out, Janis-style, choking on my own vomit in my sleep. I feel possessed, terrified, things under my skin, ups and downs and nothing tastes good.
oh god oh god oh god.
and I need a job.
and I need a life.
and I need a family, friends, a new body, a monkey butler with a jetpack, a brain upgrade, to transfer my data to the nets and live there unhindered by body.
everything falls apart. what do we do. there's no loss of energy or matter, just endless back and forthing.
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Let me know how that monkey butler with a jetpack thing works out for you and if it's good, well, you know what to get me for my birthday.
lovelovelovelovelovelovelovelovelovelove,
me.
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