It had been two weeks since they since the nightmare that nearly led to me overdosing. Four days of that time had been spent in hospital being slowly and painfully withdrawn from the medication before the doctor stopped giving it to me altogether.
The rest of the time, I had spent wallowing at home in a whole lot of misery. I'd moved on from the initial overwhelming flood of emotions and now everything felt sort of... unreal. My mind was a fog of confusion filled with hallucinations and fear, the world some strange reflection of reality and my emotions anything from spiraling depression to nothing at all.
The doctor's said it was normal after withdrawal from benzos but that didn't help my desperation to just feel normal again.