2006 - go ask alice

# 2006 - go ask alice

From:

North of Jewfish Creek

Dear
Friend and Subscriber,

The first part of this newsletter is very painful for me to
write.

It forces me to relive recent events about one of the most
difficult patches of time in my entire life. I almost
decided not to write about this at all. But, I can’t not
write it. I try to write as honest a newsletter as I can.
I’m not perfect at it, but I struggle to keep it straight.
Anyways, as I said, I can’t not write it; it just wouldn’t
be me.

Enough stalling. Let’s get on with it.

I don’t smoke. I don’t drink alcoholic beverages. I don’t
use recreational drugs. This has been true for years.
Many, many years. In spite of all that, I recently spent 10
days in the intense, detox unit of a local hospital. I was
detoxing from a prescription drug that should never have
been prescribed for me at all. In fact, in my opinion, it
should not be prescribed for anyone.

Ever.

This medication is described as a “low-level” anti-anxiety
drug. It is hugely popular. You can get a prescription for
it from almost any doctor. Go to the internet and you’ll
find endless sources where you can buy it without any
prescription at all. In some countries you can literally
buy it over the counter.

It works like a dream. If you are tense or anxious, just
swallow one of these little suckers and, in less than 20
minutes, your tension and anxiety will evaporate. Many
people use it to get a good night’s sleep.

It would be great if you could use this pill on a truly “as
needed” basis. But, in my case, after years of using it, it
got away from me. I became dependant on this drug. For a
long time, it helped me get through my day.