Category: Benzos
-
Do you believe in miracles? If you do, what qualifies as a miracle in your view? A lot of people think of miracles as something enormous, events so extraordinary they seem to defy all known laws of nature. That’s certainly one way to understand the word, and for a long time, that’s how I understood…
-
“Out of the mouth of babes…” That phrase has been on my mind the last couple of days. During a video call with my oldest son, my daughter-in-law, and my little granddaughter, she suddenly asked, “Why do you have those, Pops?” while pointing at my face. I thought she meant my reading glasses, so I…
-
I’ve noticed something lately. A lot of people, including family, friends, and honestly, myself too, seem to be carrying a lot of anxiety and sadness right now. Everyone seems to feel just… stretched thin. So I want to ask a simple question, how are you doing, really? You don’t have to answer publicly if you…
-
____________________________________________________________________________________________________ Note: I wrote this 2 days ago, before what happened in Minneapolis yesterday. I had planned on publishing it yesterday but didn’t. I’m publishing it now, in the hope that it may help anyone who is feeling overwhelmed by the weight of the world these days. I know it’s inadequate. But it’s all I have…
-
This is part two, and the final part, of what helped me get into recovery, stay in recovery, and ultimately get off benzodiazepines. In the previous post, I talked about support, recovery groups like AA and NA, faith (including faith in yourself), and the importance of living authentically. I’ll continue here with several other things…
-
This has turned into a much longer post than I intended, so I’m going to make it the first part of a two or three part series. Even this first part is long, but it feels important to share. I want to talk openly and plainly about some of the things that were, and are,…
-
How late is too late to work on oneself? When is it too late to become a better person, not just toward others, but toward yourself as well? At almost 60 years old, clean and sober now, I don’t feel that it’s too late at all. I do wish I had started sooner, a lot…
-
Yesterday marked one year since my last benzodiazepine. For so long, this date was a horizon I wasn’t sure I’d ever reach. A promise, a fear, a measuring stick. I waited with hope, dread, and exhaustion. Now it has come and gone. What I find is not fireworks or finality, but a quiet, surprising spaciousness…
-
One year off benzos today. Honestly, I didn’t think I would ever see this day. I was told, flat out, by doctors and pharmacists that I wouldn’t. That after more than twenty years, at high doses, this drug would always own a part of my life. Yet here I am. This has been the most…
-
How do you describe how badly something hurt you? How do you put into words something that didn’t just wound you, but rearranged your life and your body from the inside out? I’ve tried, over and over, to describe what benzodiazepine withdrawal does to a human being. I can give people pieces of it. I…
Whispering Wyrd 