Caffeine Doesn’t Work in Psych Drug Withdrawal

By Russell Baugher
Three weeks ago, I was taking shortcuts to increase my energy because I wanted more from life, and two weeks ago—I crashed. I was enjoying one cup of coffee each morning and sugar-infused edibles throughout the day, but I realized after seven days that I just can’t handle stimulants and, to a lesser extent, sugar while in psych drug withdrawal. It’s tough, too, because my caffeinated thoughts are unequivocally precise, and swift. … [click on title to read and view more]

The teen was not psychotic, but the antipsychotics were

By Russell Baugher
I woke up to two EMTs standing at the foot of my bed. My mother stood beside them. They told me kindly and respectfully that if I went willingly there would be no police involvement.

I quietly obliged.

They walked with me out of my bedroom, down the stairs, through the garage, and into the back of the ambulance. They told me to lie down on the stretcher. Next came the straps. The straps were a formality, they said. Standard procedure. … [click on title for the rest of the post]

The compliant kid

By Russell Baugher

I wish I’d been less compliant when I took psychiatric medication. The non-compliant folks have the best stories. They possess a richness of character. Their lives, on the surface, appear more fleshed out. They are, in some ways, more human.

I am, in my mind, something else, with an impoverished character. I took psych meds every day from age eleven to age thirty. The last five of those years were spent tapering off all meds. Now, I am healing, and learning how to be human. I no longer wake up with anti-psychotics, anti-depressants, benzos, stimulants, and sedatives queued up in a weekly pill organizer. Even the “jumbo” organizers weren’t large enough for all my medications. And I took those medications religiously. I didn’t know if they would help save my life, but I must’ve believed they’d deliver me from something… … [click on title for the rest of the post]