Teenager’s Perspective: living with her mother experiencing benzo withdrawal

My mom is an addict. Or was an addict I should say. She wasn’t addicted to any street drugs, not heroin, not cocaine or meth. She took the drugs, not because she wanted an escape, but because she was prescribed them without knowing their addictive properties. She became addicted to the medicine that the doctors continued to give her when her depression and anxiety didn’t go away. I have never seen so many pills. Prozac, Cymbalta. Xanax, Klonopin, Zoloft. Take three a day, take one in the morning and one at night to help her sleep, remember to take twice daily with food. While taking these she wasn’t herself. … [click on title to read the rest]

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