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11/10
Anyway, now I have absolutely no one to talk to...I have been abandoned by friends because I'm a loony...and probably dangerous. I have tried my best. Went to work as a veterinary assistant, couldn't stand the pressure and started taking larger doses of Xanax. I had to quit...My mother says to her acquintances when they ask where I am that I moved out. To Denmark. To the UK. I feel ashamed. I saved her life twice when she tried to kill herself. Now not only do I have to deal with my problems, but have to watch out for her manic episodes. We had to move 6 times during 4 years. I can't take it anymore, I need some friends...Sorry, I'm not a wimp. I'm just so very tired AND lonely.
11/10
Hello, you say in your post you're jealous of those who have the support of their family and friends when faced with difficulties...I have suffered true h*ll for the past 14 years from Panic Disorder with Agoraphobia and got addicted to Xanax. Just an ordinary story - first big panic attack, the psych doc prescribes Xanax and Paxil (Seroxat in Poland, where I live), I get addicted to Xanax. Wean myself off it...change the psych doc...He PRESCRIBES me Ativan! Again, I wean myself off it...But now, for the past 6 years I've been using Xanax. And I have NO SUPPORT SYSTEM whatsoever. My mother, 66, suffers from bipolar. My partner left me almost 5 years ago because he said he hated the junkie with breathing problems (I'd also developed hyperventillation syndrome to a maximum degree).
