That sucksssss. I remember feeling the zaps for a few nights and feeling entirely disconnected from reality. I couldn’t tell if I was awake or in a dream. I would close my eyes and fantasize about whatever I could to pretend I was somewhere else to ride it out. Then when at work during the day, I was pretending that I wasn’t exhausted from severe lack of sleep. I would have to go to the bathroom to take breaks and recover a little and convince myself everything was okay. I even asked someone I got a long with to make sure I didn’t look weird or did anything stupid.
Seems like the withdrawal hit you a lot harder than me, so I can’t even imagine how difficult that was to endure.
I know exactly what you mean about the zaps and feeling disconnected. did you get the thing where you could hear your eyeballs moving? I thought I was actually losing it but after looking it up it seems to be a common SSRI withdrawal thing. aside from the zaps and, y’know, stabbing myself, that was the most maddening part of it for me.
did you get the thing where you could hear your eyeballs moving?
OMG yessss!! But it wasn’t like I could literally hear my eyeballs moving. I wasn’t a sound. It was like a feeling in my ears as if moving my eyeballs would tickle or vibrate my inner ear.
I’m happy the stabbing didn’t result in much worse. Glad you’re still around 🙂
