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My Adventures in Anxiety Part 2: Drug Withdrawal Hell
It was January. A new year. Our European travels, Christmas and a family trip were behind us. But my hell was just beginning. As I wrote about in my last post, My Adventures in Anxiety During the Merriest Time of the Year , I had started a pretty heavy-duty drug, that was classified as an antipsychotic, to get through the anxiety I had about our first trip overseas. We ended up having a great time and in January I was ready to go back to just my run of mill anti-depressant. It had served me well and I knew for my regular life it was all I needed. Not really…
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When a Child is Suicidal
The text read “I did something dumb. Please take care of Lily” It was late, I usually don’t hear my texts come in or my phone ring. But I did that night. I called my daughter or she called me. It’s a blur. She had taken a bunch of pills. Washed them down with alcohol. She still sounded fine but groggy. I didn’t panic, I felt calm. I was 400 miles away and she didn’t need my chastisement or probing questions. She needed her mom. The thing is, we had been here before. Makenzie started feeling depression and anxiety in college. She was always my strong-willed, wear-her-heart-on-her-sleeve, sensitive girl. There…