Penetanguishene: Leading The Lamb To Slaughter - AfterwordPrevious entries here:
Part I -
Suicide is painlessPart II -
Dr. Fargher I presume?
Part III -
Whatever Happened to CompassionPart IV -
The End is NighPart V -
Memories Part VI -
The Hell of Paxil WithdrawalAFTERWORD"If you're going through hell, keep going."Winston Churchill
It took some time and I did a lot of thinking after the withdrawal had eased up. I still had some side effects that lingered but nothing I could not handle. The guilt and memories were harder to deal with but I managed with lots of help from a friend. I still have difficult periods but I deal with it naturally.
In addition to going back to work, In 2007 I decided to start my own website. It was more about Paxil withdrawal and the massively shocking amount of corruption that exists between pharmaceutical companies, drug regulators including Health Canada, and so called "reputable and distinguished" scientists that participate in ghost writing, whose signatures have killed thousands, than it is about Penetanguishene or depression.
I was not prepared for the response I received. The emails came in by the hundreds. I opened and replied to every single one of them. In the first month I got more than 60,000 visitors from all over the world. Of course GSK was all over it but said nothing. What could they possibly say?
I met parents that had lost children, children that had lost their parents, people that were still alive but very lost and trying to find their way home again. It got to the point that I had to convince myself that I needed to sleep. If I did not reply I felt guilty and worried about them. I also continued to do as much reading and research as I possibly could while managing and readjusting to family life.
I am still very actively involved in raising awareness about these drugs and the tragic concequences they carry.
Not only do I feel guilty for attempting to take my own life, I also feel guilty for surviving and having made it to this point when so many others have not. What makes me so special?
Sara Carlin, a teenager from Oakville Ontario was not as fortunate as I was. I think about her quite often.
Initially the family had requested a coroners inquest into her death which was denied. I was furious. I was really furious. I screamed about that for days, publicly.
Every single time this Paxil nonsense lands in the lap of someone that can do something about it and protect Canadian children they come up some ridiculous reason why they can't or should not do it. In this case the coroner had stated that a jury would not make useful recommendations. The entire system is maddening. In the end, the decision was overturned.
The newspapers and news on television reported Sara committed suicide. I don't agree with that at all. She was murdered by a drug company that lied and a doctor that was like most of the other doctors here. They don't have a clue what this drug is capable of, especially to a child because no one told them. Paxil is not licenced for children because GSK's own trials prove it is too dangerous. Not only that, the trials prove it does not even work for depression, in children. What Canadian parents don't realise is that a doctor can still prescribe it off label. I'm sure if Sara's doctor had told her parents that he/she was going to prescribe an unsafe and unapproved drug with a 7.5-8 fold increase of suicide and self harm for their child, compared to a placebo they would have said "No" But they were never told and like all of us we just assume our doctors know what they are doing. It's called blind trust and it's deadly.
All Canadian parents need to be concerned about this inquest. All Canadian parents should be supporting it because it effects all of us.
The Carlin's have done as well as can be expected, managing their grief and fighting for Canadian children but they can't do it alone. They need all of us and we owe them that much. Afterall, their plight will not bring their daughter back but it could save yours and mine. So if you can't support them for the sake of their child and the tragedy that took her life then do it for yours. Get off your ass Canada.
My husband got a big promotion and is now the VP of a Mutal Fund Dealership. He is tired but content and remains supportive always and of everything I have done thus far. Not only did he not force me to talk about it he has never once held what happened, against me.
I spend time in the garden, I'm back to cooking up a storm and I have another little business going on the side. Life is busy but I love it. There are no pill bottles on my counter top. I also became a vegetarian and enjoy the benefits of healthy, natural living. I am still writing but its just a hobby I indulge in now and again and when I have time.
I have met a new friend that also has a websites and suffered the same fate as I did. He is very important to me. Not a day goes by that we don't connect in some way and even though he is half way around the world, we are very close. I can't imagine life without him or the support he gave and continues to give me.
We moved to a new house that is a century home with an abundance of character. I absolutely love our home and our neighbourhood. The kids are happy and well adjusted.
My oldest son graduated from high school last year. He decided to go to medical school. I'm happy for him as his decision seems to make him very happy. My father is deliriously happy as is the rest of the family.
Our youngest son is by far the most affectionate, loving and giving person you could meet. He is thinking about psychology but hes not sure just yet and has another year to decide. He is also debating joining the army but is worried about the haircuts. He is equally against the over prescribing of psychiatric medications as I am. He is bugging me about getting a kitten. He loves animals and they love him. I'm still thinking about it. He is the quieter of the three and the cleanest by far. Thank god for small mercies.
My daughter is a witty and level headed young lady. She is very unique and so beautiful inside and out. We spend as much time together as teens will spend with their parents. Sometimes we just sit on my bed and talk for hours, late at night while the boys are downstairs watching movies. Other times she reads her books while I'm reading mine. We both share the same views about eating meat and dairy products. Actually, it was my daughter that convinced me to become a vegetarian in the first place. I'm still shocked at how much energy I now have and how much healthier I feel.
I love my family. I enjoy them thoroughly and their friends too. We always have a full house which is important to me. I just wish they would learn to pick up their dirty socks but sometimes I don't even get upset about it. I'm just glad I'm here to be annoyed by it and healthy enough mentally to find it amusing.
Life is good.
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