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Mental Health Coming Off Invega Sustenna (Paliperidone) v.2

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@we flew over brain got cooked about 1 week after the second dose, i felt it acutely and ive not been the same since. my fears have been more and more confirmed as time has progressed and as i analyse what happens when i sleep my brain is doing everything it can to jolt me out of this, im constantly having dreams that im fully ok then i wake up into a disappointing uphill struggle daily. this was never the case no matter how much drugs i took in the past. just my personal experience and unfortunately there are others that say they became anhedonic in the second week and haven't felt themselves since. i wish i didnt think things were this way for me or anyone else
 
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what helps the most, in my opinion,
when all you can see is how this "medicine" (seemingly) fucked you to the core
is physical contact with people you love, family, friends, etc.
just lying down and hugging, relaxing and letting go, holding hands; it may sound stupid, cheesy and maybe even pathetic
but hear me out, letting your body mind and soul know that there is still love around is really helpful, it eases the process
just my 2 cents
 
@undiminished689

How long was it from stopping treatment until u felt like pre invega?
Did you get Windows?

Sorry to be so insistent I'm just trying to convince myself I'll be my old self again through others... I don't think it's good for me or anyone but I don't know what else to do
 
@we flew over

It was around 9-10 months I felt normal. Around 11-12 I've had the kickass motivation to do what I needed to

@invegauser

I'm like with Koz I want to box and get big as possible. Still have slight gyno tits but that's gonna fall off Witt weight hopefully
 
@invegauser
when you say it gets better
do you mean you get closer to how you were pre-invega
or do you mean you learn to live with the lack of old self
or both? i really hope you mean you kick this dread...
thank you
 
@undiminished689

Hey
Did the medication basically take your will to live? Your curiosity and drive..?
And if so did you feel like it had changed you and your perspective permanently?
Did you get windows?

Again Sorry for being so inquisitive
 
@nybryx there are more users than that I remember reading users recovered on the original thread as well at the beginning like page 2

@bertstatebluelight ITT people shot up with a poison that cripples people where did you receive that notion or are you just making jokes?
 
Invega injections are painful, so I wanted to know how you guys were able to go thru them? I know the pain isn't really the worst part and goes away after 1 day, but still you guys continued? Was the injection really painful for the rest of you?
 
@undiminished689
Can you explain how Windows happened for you? Like how you went from feeling changed to feeling like pre invega for a day or whatever ? And how often they happened and how they were triggered?
Thank you !!!
 
The Most Ultimate said:
Invega injections are painful, so I wanted to know how you guys were able to go thru them? I know the pain isn't really the worst part and goes away after 1 day, but still you guys continued? Was the injection really painful for the rest of you?
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I would ask them to put it in really slow. It helped a lot.
 
I think if a large group of people went to one attorney, we could have a case. Make these company pay for the suffering.
 
Invega Sustenna - My Story

Hello everyone today i will be talking about not only my experience on invega but what caused me to receive this injections and the events that started it.Well my story began in 2016 when I was very nervous to go to a boarding school in a whole new country (America) because in the school I lived in it only went till 9th grade. Since I wasn?t living in my home country, I couldn?t go to a local school because the schools were all in a different language. So before I went to America I told the doctors that I was very nervous to go to a different school all alone away from my parents at such a young age. So they gave me lorazepam but I don't think that was the right medication for me. Because it increased my anxiety to the point that I was believing that my heart stopped working and my chest was hurting. And after about a month I moved to the US to go to school.In school the first month was good because I was with my parents and they supported me throughout, though the school thought it was very weird that my parents used to visit me everyday, this is because I think that in the US the children are not as close to their parents as they are in other cultures (maybe because they get divorced). After a week later when I went to my classes, my parents secretly put new clothes in my closet. At night time the same day I figured out that ?Obama? came and gave me new clothes. (LOL) I started getting more and more delusional and eventually got to the conclusion that obama was sitting in a chair outside my window. It was a very weird psychotic episode. I wasn?t on any meds back then but I don?t know how that happened. After that, about 2 days later I ran away from the school because I thought they were here to get me and kill me. I thought they had this place where they murdered their students after they graduated, so I ran away about 1 mile away from the school. I also thought that the school was fake and the real school was another one (my parents brought me to the wrong school) Thankfully I came back home and I was very lucky to be alive because I started touching cars after crossing the road and stuff. Thank god I didn?t get crushed! After about 1 week I was in the school my parents left to another state because they thought I was settled they didn?t know about the psychotic episode yet. After my parents left, I started getting very lonely and I had a talk with my grandparents on the phone. About a week later I had trouble sleeping and started getting another psychotic episode. I remember sitting on the sofa in my dorm (near the main gate). On the window I saw some dead mosquitos and I thought they represented my family. As they were trapped inside and dead. So I thought that each mosquito represented one of my family member. I quickly called my grandma and I had a normal talk with her. I later went to the bathroom where the dorm room advisor saw me going inside and he sat on the sofa. I came out in my underwear and didn?t put my pants up for like 20 seconds. He started to become concerned and I had a regular talk with him until the morning where I came to classes late. 2 days later I had trouble sleeping and they started to come for dorm room checks (they come at 10:00 pm everyday to check whether you are sleeping). I started making a figure 8 around my bed and the new dorm room supervisor started getting worried and he contacted someone else. Later that night I thought I had trash duty (Trash Duty is rotational and changes everyday it's where you go outside and throw the trash) It was about 2 am and I went outside the school for trash duty. When I was going outside I was stuck in the main gate of the school as alarms started ringing and I started to get worried that someone might wake up and find out i?m going outside. Thankfully no one noticed and I successfully went outside and threw the trash in the bin. I tried going back in the dorm but forgot my key and was locked out. I started having the ?Obama? delusion again and I thought this limousine that was outside was his and he was out here to visit us. I quickly went to the cleaner maids that were still awake and their in this small room talking. I told them about obama and they started to get concerned. But luckily they didn?t tell anyone and let me go back in the dorm safe and sound. The next day I had another psychotic episode but this time I called the cops and told them that the school took my passport and they were here to kill me. About 5 minutes later they arrived and I started running away because I thought the cops were fake. When the cops finally confronted me they asked why I was running away. I Told them that they are fake and show the real badges, the denied me and forcefully picked me up and dragged me in the vehicle. FOR ABSOLUTELY NO FUCKING REASON. (FUCK COPS) They thought I was under the influence of drugs but they were proved wrong by tests. They dragged me into the hospital and I even tried running away and I yelled at the top of my lungs coming out of the garaged hospital they put me in and begging for help. They put me in a community hospital were they gave me an IV of Lorazepam because my heart rate was about 200 bpm and I had a blood pressure of 170. Later that day my football coach and the dean of academics came to visit me and asked how I was doing. He asked me a very strange question ?You wanted to get out out this school didn?t you!? I, being as drugged as I was, just nodded yes. Afterwards I stayed in a mental hospital for 2 weeks where my parents were super stressed (they both are diabetics) it was a very hard time for them. The hospital didn?t allow my dad to come because they thought he did wrong stuff to me because every time I saw my father I was stressed out. It was a very shitty time at the hospital. My aunt came to visit me and I told her that she killed her brother (he was murdered before I was born) My aunt told this to everyone and news about my hospitalization got spread like wildfire. I started to write in this book about random things. And after about 3 days I filled the back and front page of the books with random strange things. The nurses saw this and took a picture. I saw them put it in their front page of their binders about the file they had for me. The hospital was shit because I told them I was vegetarian and they still gave me meat. They apparently forgot that I was a vegetarian. The staff was very underfunded and the hospital seemed like a mental asylum for me because I was in a room separated from all the other patients as I was apparently dangerous. I started to make fun of this nurse but she got pissed and gave me olanzapine and increased my dose to a very high dose. The nurses occasionally forgot to give me my meds which caused even greater pain to me. But I immediately knew that they only labelled me as dangerous because of my race. 2 weeks later a lot of interviewers came to the hospital to interview my parents about joining a new hospital. My parents found a new hospital and I got transferred via ambulance there. The ambulance ride was pretty long and I tried to get out of my ambulance bed and the guy stopped me. After about 1 hour I finally arrived at the new hospitalThis hospital as my mom described was the worst one i?ve ever been to. They didn?t let me eat at the cafeteria because I didn?t have enough ?points? I had no idea what points even were and they just told me that I had very little points. Eventually I sneaked in the cafeteria and I couldn?t eat anything because the food wasn?t vegetarian. I started having an affair with a guy, but I wasn?t gay. We talked and we planned on marriage so that I can have American citizenship (LOL). The people in the hospital kept changing as new people kept coming. I eventually said goodbye to the dude and withdrew from the school (they didn?t kick me out). They said that I will resume treatment in Saudi Arabia. While I was in the plane I was still under the effects of Olanzapine and for the entire one day ride in the plane I slept the whole time under my mother's lap. I remember my feet were covering the entire isle as people tried to go through my seat they asked me to move my feet. I thankfully reached Saudi Arabia where they resumed my olanzapine. For about a month they put me on olanzapine I was stable but I gained a lot of weight (Watch my weight gain video) After about 2 weeks I had another episode where I went to my old school and I started playing with little kids as they played volleyball. Later I went to the elementary area where I saw my principal and he kicked me out. My brother picked me up from the school. I was banned from going to the school but I still played basketball there. About a week later I got another episode where I went outside my camp (the camp is where we live in a very safe place for everyone) and into the city. I thought the cars were all lining up preparing for the end of the world and I had to choose a side. The camp security were informed by my parents that I went outside. I eventually returned into the camp where a security car started chasing me back home. My psychiatrist was informed about this and he switched my medication to Invega. I started off with pills only and I was hospitalized. They gave me a dosage of 6 mg and started testing the new med on me. In the hospital I started spitting the medicine and they noticed and they added another medication (Sodium Valproate) into the mix. The nurses put me in the quiet room for no reason and started mocking me because I was a different type of the religion as them (I'm a shitte muslim who faces a lot of discrimination, look up shittes in Saudi Arabia and see how they are treated) They are treated worse that the jews were in the holocaust. It is the longest running genocide today in Pakistan, Saudi Arabia, and Bahrain. Look up murder of ?Sheik Nimr? an innocent civilian in Saudi Arabia. Also lookup Shia genocide in Pakistan and bahrain. In bahrain they gas shitte mosques and kill them. In pakistan they have suicide bombers in their mosques. Yet people still go to the same mosques. It goes like this, they bomb the mosque, the next day double the people show up. Anyways back to my story.So they put me with the 2 meds and sent me back home. I started getting weird side effects with the valproate such as very weird diarrhea. The diarrhea was very liquidy almost like water and smelly. So I stopped taking the valproate. Afterwards, I was hospitalized again as I quit the med cold turkey. My psychiatrist was like why did you quit the valproate, he found out by blood tests. I told him about the side effects and he was like ok. After 1.5 weeks I was hospitalized again but this time it was for nothing. I literally went outside and started listening to songs and my parents got concerned and they informed the hospital. The stupid doctor hospitalized me and my parents regretted informing the guy. So I stayed in the hospital for another 2 weeks and they increased my dose to sodium valproate and forced me to take both meds. After about a week later they changed me to invega sustenna (the injection). I initially refused to take the medicine and they convinced me the needle isn?t painful and when they injected me I complained about the pain. They told me that they give this big injections to little babies. I was like what the ACTUAL FUCK. The pain subsided about 3 weeks later where after one week I received another painful blow of the poison. Later I read at home about the side effects of invega and the valproate and I started being very angry. I didn?t want to take the meds anymore. I found out about the psychiatrists plan to give me invega forever and ruin my life. I no longer was an athlete, i no longer had an interest in anything. The greedy ass psychiatrist wanted to promote his fucking pharmaceutical and his extra money that he received for giving me the poison. He told my dad to go to dhahran every month to go take the poison and my dad was put in a situation where the psychiatrist brainwashed him and told him that if i don't take the meds very bad things could happen. My dad looked at me and agreed because he didn?t know what to do. There was a month were they forgot to give me the injection and I sneakily started to walk out. As I started walking out, the psychiatrist quickly checked the system and found out that I didn't?t take the medicine. He later asked if I want to take the poison now or later. I told him i'll take it when I get home. The motherfucker declined and told me that I must take it now because its been 7 weeks and you haven?t received any shots of the poison yet. He was very smart (not the good kind of smart) as he convinced my father instead of me to take the poison. The fucker knew that I was a minor and he could just talk to my dad and let him force me to take the injection. So i had to take the injection that day. I felt like shit that day, I didn?t sleep at all and I couldn?t sleep on the part of my ass that was injected. Later that day my dad asked what was wrong and i told him that I can't take the meds anymore. He just nodded his head. When I was due for the next injection they didn?t have the 75 mg invega available so they gave me a higher dose for 6 weeks instead of 4. It was the shittiest experience ever. I was drugged for the whole six weeks and couldn?t get out of bed. So the next month they gave me the same 75 mg dose. The psychiatrist told me to go back on valproate but I declined. I told that fucker that I don?t have seizures nor headaches or mood swings. That shut him up for good.So for about 3 months I didn?t have any meeting with the psychiatrist. And when I had my next meeting I told him I was ready to quit, he gave me another 2 months and he told me once I resume school he's gonna quit the medicine. I was like ok. He also persuaded me and told me that the medicine was good for me because it helped me ?focus? and I was never hospitalized on it. I was thinking in my mind that hospitalization was better than ruining my active life with this shitty poison. So this was my time to decide for myself whether I should take this medicine for the rest of my life or quit it cold turkey and be good for the rest of my life. Obviously I picked to quit it cold turkey and I was successful. I didn?t have a meeting with the psychiatrist since then. I proved him wrong, he thought I had schizo-affective disorder. My parents also found about the plan of the psychiatrists by themselves and never sent me to him once again. And guys thats my long ass story. Thank you so much for reading and I hope you learned something from this.Love, Ammar
 
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