Well, it has been 7 or 8 weeks since I started the draw down from Effexor. The side effects of doing away with Effexor have subsided somewhat. The "Electric-zapping on my brain has diminished as well as the pressurized feeling. I am more emotional that I was when I was on Effexor. That is good, since I hated being a Zombie. I do cry at the drop of a hat and for no apparent reason. Not a big "JAG" of crying, but tears and emotional release just the same. I now cry every time I think of the death of Marcel or Charrie!! I miss both of them. And, while on Effexor I was completely impotent, I am regaining sexual function again. Another good thing. (Although, my Wife might tell you I am a bit of a pest right now.) But I am happy.
I am more introverted and more introspective than I was on Effexor. I am sleeping well and I am not taking naps! Those two may be connected, but I do not feel the need for a nap right now.
One thing that has surfaced in spades; My unhappiness with living in Florida. I have no Surface Navy friends and no Church friends. I am as alone, socially, as if I lived in solitary confinement. Yes, there are people her to talk to. People I have nothing in common with, who have no respect for my life's experiences, and see no value in me because I was an Enlisted man. I might as well be invisible. I have stopped playing billiards because there is no fellowship there. Socially, I would be much better in Virginia. Long term care considerations make this the place I will stay. But, I am not happy about that. But, my happiness is not any one's concern.
Being a Effexor Zombie had it's benefits, but I like being connected to my emotions. So, I will just have to find a way to deal with the negative issues. Just the same, I am confident that I did the right thing getting rid of Effexor. More later;