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As a child I always thought and acted outside the box .. High school was
exceptionally brutal with severe bullying resulting in my running away ..
Following two failed marriages, I married for the third time .. I became
quite depressed and so the medication hit parade began. Doxepin,
Amitriptyline, Prozac, Zoloft... .. I was sleeping 12 hours a day .. Oh
yes, I had S.A.D. .. The drugs hit parade started again with Trilafon ..
Following a move to California, another primary care physician perpetuated
the drug parade by adding Xanax .. I couldn't remember things and I was
overweight, emotionally flat and unresponsive to sex ..
Enter polypharmacy. Over a period of 17 years, I was drugged with over 47
different psych drugs. Maximum doses of neuroleptics and benzos and
antidepressants, the psych telling me I had schizophrenia and then
schizoaffective disorder and then saying he didn't know and then saying
tardive dyskinesia was not possible with Geodon. He was getting paid good
money, though. My God! What the hell kind of monster was I ensnared by? I
developed akathisia. I was depressed. I called a hotline, only to have the
police come to my door with a mental health worker and cart me off to the
psych ward.
Locked up. Denied water at times. Denied a washer and dryer at times so I
had to wear dirty underpants .. In the hospital you got herded like cattle
to the nurse's station to be force-fed your drug cocktail. Cold-turkeyed
off your benzos. So constipated that you had to ask for a brown and white
all the time. Denied showers at times. Filthy showers in staph-infested
wards .. I was locked in a room with no windows and only a hospital gown
the first time I was there after calling a hotline ..
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