when things fall apart…

Update 2026: This post was written about three years into the six year withdrawal process. I was seeing a doctor who claimed to understand withdrawal who really did not know what she was doing. It was one of many forays into trusting doctors who would ultimately harm me. I finally learned, many years later and in fits and starts, that I wasn't going to be helped in an direct sort of way by any sort of health professional. The few good folks I met knew that they could only support me and held the mystery of the injuries with me. Anyone who claimed to know what to do proved dangerous.

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