Coming off Invega/Xeplion (paliperidone) injections v11

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I do see a pattern that people who actually had psychosis like @demileigh and @paranoid android do have a quicker and easier recovery than people who did not have psychosis. But there are cases like @rawbanana who had psychosis but have a harder time recovering. This is not to say that people who are misdiagnosed do not recover ..buti wouldlike to see more stories and examples of such people. I wonder if the person who made the invega doc can shed some light on this please?
 
There was nothing wrong with my sperm production before i went on test. I did have low test and also my testicles may have shrunk abit because of the invega and abilify. Im not sure to be honest its hard to tell but i think they did shrink. My energy has improved so much since going on test. I have the energy of a teenager again its great
Testosterone injections are known to shrink testicles
 
Testosterone injections are known to shrink testicles

They didnt shrink mine anymore then they may have already been shrunk. It was hard to tell really and when i asked the stupid gp i had if invega or abilify could cause that she said no. As it turns out she was wrong of course but she didnt give a fuck anyway
 
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Seeing my family doctor today, i would tell him i’am really disappointed on how researcher from university hospital acted like regular uneducated doctors.

I would tell him that my ankle still hurt after 8 months, and this is because probably my sleep has been damaged from risperidone.

At the end of this week i have appointment with sleep clinic where i already did a sleep exam before risperidone so it will be nice to repeat the exam so we can compare the two to see what happened to my sleep, but they already told me They don’t want to repeat the exam (probably they don’t want that something came out and they want to keep hidden the fact risperidone damaged me).
 
I loved my psychosis/mania whatever you want to call it. First time in my life I felt powerful and life was meaningful. Everything was beautiful during that time. I was in awe of everything around me. It was nice, but it wasn’t real. It felt amazing though. Intensely euphoric I could feel music buzzing through my bones and weed felt incredible.

I never hurt anyone or caused problems… I just was confused and my parents called the cops on me cause I was giddy and laughing to myself a lot. I really didn’t need such intense medication… but alas, it happened. I’m stuck like this now and it’s kind of a tragedy. It’s hard to imagine life ever having meaning ever again.
 
Seeing my family doctor today, i would tell him i’am really disappointed on how researcher from university hospital acted like regular uneducated doctors.

I would tell him that my ankle still hurt after 8 months, and this is because probably my sleep has been damaged from risperidone.

At the end of this week i have appointment with sleep clinic where i already did a sleep exam before risperidone so it will be nice to repeat the exam so we can compare the two to see what happened to my sleep, but they already told me They don’t want to repeat the exam (probably they don’t want that something came out and they want to keep hidden the fact risperidone damaged me)..

You sound abit paranoid. Why would a clinic care if risperdal caused all those problems or not? It's nothing out of there pocket

I loved my psychosis/mania whatever you want to call it. First time in my life I felt powerful and life was meaningful. Everything was beautiful during that time. I was in awe of everything around me. It was nice, but it wasn’t real. It felt amazing though. Intensely euphoric I could feel music buzzing through my bones and weed felt incredible.

I never hurt anyone or caused problems… I just was confused and my parents called the cops on me cause I was giddy and laughing to myself a lot. I really didn’t need such intense medication… but alas, it happened. I’m stuck like this now and it’s kind of a tragedy. It’s hard to imagine life ever having meaning ever again.

Psychosis and cotards was absolutely the worst thing i have ever experienced. I thought i was absolutely dead though i couldnt figure out how i died. For awile i thought it was because i overdosed or something. I thought the psych ward was purgatory or hell i think purgatory though because think i was waiting to go to heaven or hell. I thought the nurses where trying to kill me even though i was already dead. I certainly never felt any euphoria from it.

I would take any antipsychotic to stop that shit goddamn that was terrifying.. I had pretty severe PTSD from the psychosis and cotards syndrome and also from my experience in the psych ward. Being thrown in solitary 6 times or so really fucked with my head. That and the endless noise of people yelling and stuff al night. Hearing people getting dragged off to solitary for not taking their meds and stuff. Shrooms and s ketamine helped my PTSD alot though. I still have some PTSD though it is alot better then it was

Fuck all that right off.
 
I loved my psychosis/mania whatever you want to call it. First time in my life I felt powerful and life was meaningful. Everything was beautiful during that time. I was in awe of everything around me. It was nice, but it wasn’t real. It felt amazing though. Intensely euphoric I could feel music buzzing through my bones and weed felt incredible.

I never hurt anyone or caused problems… I just was confused and my parents called the cops on me cause I was giddy and laughing to myself a lot. I really didn’t need such intense medication… but alas, it happened. I’m stuck like this now and it’s kind of a tragedy. It’s hard to imagine life ever having meaning ever again.
At some point you have to realize that even your own family don’t want you to be more happy than them. I realized that yesterday.

It’s seem that my “family” is more happy now, that i’am in agony than before, when I was healthy, surrounded by girls, friends, had a nice shape etc..

We take as garanted that our family want the best for us and live for our happyness and healthy life, (as it should be normally), but sometimes (more likely than we can tought) it’s our own family that don’t want us to be more happy and healthy than them.

Toxic relatives are the most dangerous, and you have to realize if this is your case, just make yourself these three questions:

1: Do they will do that same thing on themselves? NO!

2: By doing what they did to me, they helped me? NO!

3: Are they supporting me in this moment? NO!


So.. Is they behaviour the same behaviour of someone Who love me, protect me, and wish the best for me? NO!
 
At some point you have to realize that even your own family don’t want you to be more happy than them. I realized that yesterday.

It’s seem that my “family” is more happy now, that i’am in agony than before, when I was healthy, surrounded by girls, friends, had a nice shape etc..

We take as garanted that our family want the best for us and live for our happyness and healthy life, (as it should be normally), but sometimes (more likely than we can tought) it’s our own family that don’t want us to be more happy and healthy than them.

Toxic relatives are the most dangerous, and you have to realize if this is your case, just make yourself these three questions:

1: Do they will do that same thing on themselves? NO!

2: By doing what they did to me, they helped me? NO!

3: Are they supporting me in this moment? NO!


So.. Is they behaviour the same behaviour of someone Who love me, protect me, and wish the best for me? NO!
Giving you a big hug. I wish i could say it’s going to be okay because I don’t really know but all we can do is hope we recover from this mess.
 
You sound abit paranoid. Why would a clinic care if risperdal caused all those problems or not? It's nothing out of there pocket



Psychosis and cotards was absolutely the worst thing i have ever experienced. I thought i was absolutely dead though i couldnt figure out how i died. For awile i thought it was because i overdosed or something. I thought the psych ward was purgatory or hell i think purgatory though because think i was waiting to go to heaven or hell. I thought the nurses where trying to kill me even though i was already dead. I certainly never felt any euphoria from it.

I would take any antipsychotic to stop that shit goddamn that was terrifying.. I had pretty severe PTSD from the psychosis and cotards syndrome and also from my experience in the psych ward. Being thrown in solitary 6 times or so really fucked with my head. That and the endless noise of people yelling and stuff al night. Hearing people getting dragged off to solitary for not taking their meds and stuff. Shrooms and s ketamine helped my PTSD alot though. I still have some PTSD though it is alot better then it was

Fuck all that right off.
Because you cannot even imagine how they all protect togheters each others, doctors are worse than police, if a doctor make a mistake and damage a patient, you Will never find another doctor who will Expose the damage and the harm done by another doctor, instead they will blame you for the agony they caused to you.
 
Giving you a big hug. I wish i could say it’s going to be okay because I don’t really know but all we can do is hope we recover from this mess.
Maybe our family think they have done a checkmate on us and maybe they are so happy about that, because all their abusive and toxic traits are now free exposed because we cannot defend ourself..

They are celebrating a little bit too early in my opinion, because when we recover they will face all their toxic and abusive behaviour thei did against us, then it will be checkmate for them.

I remind you that for toxic and abusive relatives or people in general, losing their pray is the most agonizing thing for them, it completely destroy their ego and they will just got crazy when they tought the game is over and they won, but instead you make the most badass and unexpected comeback.

As i said the first thing I Will do when i make my recovery is to cut all ties with my family because they show me I don’t need them, because when I needed them the most (these 15 months) they exposed their true nature, toxicity and abusive came out all the way.

They are sick, and I remember a statement from a psychologist from New York that went viral on social media some years ago:

“Sick people don’t come to us, their victims do”.
 
At some point you have to realize that even your own family don’t want you to be more happy than them. I realized that yesterday.

It’s seem that my “family” is more happy now, that i’am in agony than before, when I was healthy, surrounded by girls, friends, had a nice shape etc..

We take as garanted that our family want the best for us and live for our happyness and healthy life, (as it should be normally), but sometimes (more likely than we can tought) it’s our own family that don’t want us to be more happy and healthy than them.

Toxic relatives are the most dangerous, and you have to realize if this is your case, just make yourself these three questions:

1: Do they will do that same thing on themselves? NO!


You sound more then abit paranoid. Why would your family or other peoples families not want you or them more happy then them? My family was VERY supportive when i was in the psych ward. Everyday my brother brought me in takeout, cigarettes and weed. My mom also visited me and brought me clonazepam to help my withdrawals as the goddamn shrink in the psych ward was making me go cold turkey from benzos. Ill never forget that that helped alot.

When i got out my family was supportive s well. Now that im actually doing good they like seeing me happy instead of miserable like i was in the psych ward. They are glad that im in the best shape of my life and doing great. My family did not like seeing me go through all that shit in the psych ward thats for sure.


Because you cannot even imagine how they all protect togheters each others, doctors are worse than police, if a doctor make a mistake and damage a patient, you Will never find another doctor who will Expose the damage and the harm done by another doctor, instead they will blame you for the agony they caused to you.

Your not wrong in Canada anyway they do cover each others asses. However they are not going to break any rules or really go out of their way to do so. But ya they are basically like cops its fucked. Thats why i didnt sue my shrink when i got out of the psych ward. I would have been spending hundreds on a lawsuit for something i couldnt possibly win. You have to get a doctor who isnt connected to the local medical community to look at your case and this usually means getting one from the US. All that would have cost a fortune and i likely would have lost anyway.
 
You sound more then abit paranoid. Why would your family or other peoples families not want you or them more happy then them? My family was VERY supportive when i was in the psych ward. Everyday my brother brought me in takeout, cigarettes and weed. My mom also visited me and brought me clonazepam to help my withdrawals as the goddamn shrink in the psych ward was making me go cold turkey from benzos. Ill never forget that that helped alot.

When i got out my family was supportive s well. Now that im actually doing good they like seeing me happy instead of miserable like i was in the psych ward. They are glad that im in the best shape of my life and doing great. My family did not like seeing me go through all that shit in the psych ward thats for sure.




Your not wrong in Canada anyway they do cover each others asses. However they are not going to break any rules or really go out of their way to do so. But ya they are basically like cops its fucked. Thats why i didnt sue my shrink when i got out of the psych ward. I would have been spending hundreds on a lawsuit for something i couldnt possibly win. You have to get a doctor who isnt connected to the local medical community to look at your case and this usually means getting one from the US. All that would have cost a fortune and i likely would have lost anyway.
Because my mother was raped and abortion was illegal on my country, 29 years ago, she was forced to keep me, so she don’t really ever loved me.

His boyfriend beated me some months ago out of nowhere because i was telling him that I don’t give a fuck if they belive me or not about the source of my agoni is these injections and him completely lose self control.

I was binded because of risperidone effects on my brain and body, my ankle was not healed and if you cannot use both of your leg for stand normally let alone engage a fight, you have lose by the beginning.

And you keep blaming me to be paranoid?
 
Because my mother was raped and abortion was illegal on my country, 29 years ago, she was forced to keep me, so she don’t really ever loved me.

His boyfriend beated me some months ago out of nowhere because i was telling him that I don’t give a fuck if they belive me or not about the source of my agoni is these injections and him completely lose self control.

I was binded because of risperidone effects on my brain and body, my ankle was not healed and if you cannot use both of your leg for stand normally let alone engage a fight, you have lose by the beginning.

And you keep blaming me to be paranoid?

Holy fuck i am so sorry. I dont blame you at all to be paranoid forgive me on that.

Do you have a psychiatrist or therapist to talk to about al this?
 
Holy fuck i am so sorry. I dont blame you at all to be paranoid forgive me on that.

Do you have a psychiatrist or therapist to talk to about al this?
Np you could not know these things since i never spoke about them, don’t worry.

Yeah i try to reach therapist but they all defend my toxic family behaviour and blame me that it’s all in my head (sympthoms from risperidone) so i basically give up.

I will figure out this shit by myself.
 
No wonder people on prev versions had beef with you.

You should double check, palmitate is one of the active metabolites that consists in paliperidone/invega/xeplion.
The last thing we should do is going one against the other, we are the only that understeand what we are going trough and we are so precious each other.

Don’t argue each other, i also Made the mistake of talking shit about God and since there are a lot of Christian and Muslim i bring wrong light over me.

We are in agony, scared and desperate, but we have to keep supporting us, we are our last support in this shit, we have to be like a commando: everybody protect each other.

I don’t blame you at all, you have no accountability for what they did to you, i’am also scared as hell that this shit is permanent, i feel you..
 
Np you could not know these things since i never spoke about them, don’t worry.

Yeah i try to reach therapist but they all defend my toxic family behaviour and blame me that it’s all in my head (sympthoms from risperidone) so i basically give up.

I will figure out this shit by myself.

My ex gf had a similar encounter with a therapist sadly. She was abused horribly by her family but the therapist blamed her for what was wrong with her it's fucked up
 
The last thing we should do is going one against the other, we are the only that understeand what we are going trough and we are so precious each other.

Don’t argue each other, i also Made the mistake of talking shit about God and since there are a lot of Christian and Muslim i bring wrong light over me.

We are in agony, scared and desperate, but we have to keep supporting us, we are our last support in this shit, we have to be like a commando: everybody protect each other.

I don’t blame you at all, you have no accountability for what they did to you, i’am also scared as hell that this shit is permanent, i feel you..
She insulted me out of nowhere, instead of looking into what we were talking about. I’m not even planning to reply to her besides that one quote i made to answer her.

I have no desire to argue with anybody on here or irl, noor do i wish bad for anyone. I just want to get myself back like many of us here do.

Im in the biggest doubt of my life that i will ever recover from this poison.
 
She insulted me out of nowhere, instead of looking into what we were talking about. I’m not even planning to reply to her besides that one quote i made to answer her.

I have no desire to argue with anybody on here or irl, noor do i wish bad for anyone. I just want to get myself back like many of us here do.

Im in the biggest doubt of my life that i will ever recover from this poison.
I think we should at least cross the 18-24 months before decide we won’t recover..

From what I understood the isse is not that they (doctors) don’t know what to do to help us, because man, we are in 2025 and our medical tech and knowledge is at a good point.

The fact is since we complain about ANTIPSYCHOTICS lasting sympthoms and effect, you can clearely understeand that the first thing that come into the mind of a doctor is “this dude was crazy, this is why they treated him with antipsychotics, now is not more taking his medicine and he is complaining about nonsense things”.

I think the whole point is that, because a neurologist should know how the brain work and what sympthoms are linked to certain area of the brain, and i’am sure they have something that can at least speed up our recovery.
 
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