Oh I don’t know how I missed this thread the other day.
I don’t have much to say right now but benzo withdrawal is the worst thing I have ever been through.

If I could go back in time, I would have told the doctor to shove the pills and found something else for my anxiety.
It really feels like this won’t ever end. Been tapering since 2/14/18 and I have at least a year left. With me being 34 and having been on them since I was 20, I’m not even totally confident I’ll succeed in life without them but I have been in tolerance withdrawal for so long that I’m an agoraphobic and panicking mess who lives in his room anyway.
That’s a really long time to be on benzos.
I have high functioning Autism. (Think Rainman with more coping skills). There is so much shit in the world that sends me into a downward spiral that I have come close to suicide at least 100 times since I was around 10 years old. Im close to 50 years old now. My Dr put me on Lorazepam about 5 years ago and it totally changed my life. I thought it was finally something that could make me feel normal, until it didn’t anymore.
Benzo withdrawl sends me in the opposite direction. Cant think straight. Cant sleep. Everything is confusing. Memory is screwed up. Etc....
I know how you feel. And having been on them since you were so young, combined with having been on them for so many years, I’m guessing you can’t even imagine a normal life. I’m sure it feels like a life after pills just seems like it’s too far into the future to be worth even trying. Most days I would just pray to go back to the pills, mainly because getting off them was so difficult and I was pretty sure life after pills would suck so much that I would be back on them and then I just suffered for nothing.
My experience is this:
Life is hard. Some days it’s really hard. Hard in ways that most people couldn’t begin to understand. Even my Dr doesn’t really care to understand, he just wants to write me my prescription and move onto the next patient. It’s all on me to figure this shit out and I’m scared.
It gets better. It’s never easy, but it can still be really good. Worth living for.
I avoid things I cannot handle. I focus on the things I can handle well. And I refuse to be around anyone who isn’t OK with that (including my parents). I make sure I take care of the basics like food and shelter. I bathe and brush my teeth every day. I go to my job and do what is expected of me on the good days, above and beyond on the great days, and as much as I can handle on the bad days.
The rest of the time I do whatever I have to do in order to get through to the next day.
We all have something great to offer the world. Even Rainman could count cards and get rich in Vegas. Steven Hawking wrote several books and lived to be very old. Hell, even Charles Manson got married in jail.
My life is better without benzos. My guess is yours will be too. It just takes time and some determination before you start to see the light at the end of the tunnel. You’ll get there.....just don’t give up yet.