Anybody who says Effexor is not dangerous is lying
I am 36 years old with 2 children. Last year was a traumatic year, splitting up with my childrens father, losing a baby, working 46 hours per week and starting another relationship with mentally cruel man. In September my doctor put me on Effexor 75mg for depression, which started me on a downward spiral with hideous side effects.
Anybody who says Effexor is not dangerous is lying. After 2 months on the drug, I stuck a hose to my exhaust pipe of my car, took 2 sleeping tablets so I would not wake up and get out, and went to sleep. EIGHT hours later I awoke, and drove home dejected and angry. All of this was on 300mg of Effexor. I plummeted even further, slashing my wrists over 100 times, and never once did I miss a dose.
I was sleeping approx 4 hours per night, put on 10 kilos with no real change in my diet and the brain zaps were very real. I decided to wean myself off the tablets against my doctors advise, and had the worst week of my life. Fast-forward to now 6 weeks later, and I truly believe Effexor gave me the urge to take my life. I feel fantastic, in control and nearly normal. I no longer plot my death or have the urge to cut. The only thing I can thank Effexor for is sorting out my true friends in this world. My suicide attempts were very serious ones, not telling anybody beforehand and by all accounts I should be dead. If it were not for unleaded petrol, I would be. The difference is, it would not be from suicide, it would have been from Effexor.
2/9/2002
This is Survivor Story number 43.
Total number of stories in current database is 48
