Wednesday, March 17, 2004

(Alcohol is a much better drug.)

I have a couple of bottles of Xanax in my linen closet, left over from when I was taking it daily. Now, I take Xanax only when it's an emergency. I was taking 4 mg a day (per my doc), but that just led to bad side effects. It was making me violent and rageful, and being already fuct in the noggin, that wasn't good at all... and detoxing from it was simply hellish. I forget the exact dates, but I went on it around when Terri died, and off it in the following January.

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