Swimming Through Wet Cement. The 6-12 Months Journey.

For those of you jumping into this blog for the first time, I’ve been recounting my recovery timeline. I am now 34 months free and healed of the mental/emotional symptoms, still battling the physical waves.

And the story goes……

I got home from Sierra Tucson thinking that I “should” be healed. I wanted needed it all to be over. It had been a grueling nightmare of terror, anxiety, pain, emotional and spiritual turmoil. But of course it wasn’t over. In some strange ways, it was just beginning.

The first few months after the cold turkey were indescribably unbearable. BUT, I KNEW it was withdrawal. As frightening as it all was, I kept telling myself, “It’s just withdrawal. It will go away.”  But after six months, the weasel voice of worry crept in and whispered,”This is you un-medicated. You’ll live like this the rest of your life.” Not only did I have to battle the symptoms of benzo withdrawal, now I had to battle the hopelessness that settled down around me.

The mornings were by far, the worst time of the day. I’d wake and feel decent for about 30 seconds, then the tingles started. Next someone poured lighter fluid down my spine and tossed a match to it. My teeth hurt. Back of head felt as if it would explode from internal pressure, my bones ached, muscles twitched, pulled, spasmed and burned, bugs crawled under my skin, bees stung me, jaw throbbed, I broke out in blisters, ears rang like screeching tea kettles, my eyes burned and looked like I as a junkie, my hands tingled and had too much energy in them they felt like they would explode, my belly inflated and throbbed, and I was dizzy, weak, woozy, and felt as if I was being pulled down. I had a constant sense of motion. And a few other things…

Hard to wake up day after day to that severe degree of illness. Not knowing when (if ever) it would end. At 6-12 months off I still had panic, the death obsession, strange fears, intense moments of terror that would wash over me, visual disturbances that were very creepy and auditory problems. I did drive on the freeway some, but the DR was scary. It made my depth perception very challenging. My life was very small. I traveled only a few blocks. Most days, walking more than half a block was too difficult. I was too dizzy and had too much head pressure. I can’t tell you how many times I wanted to give up. It was like trying to swim through wet cement.

What helped the most was TOTAL acceptance and TOTAL surrender. Those are not actions, they are not something that you DO, they are STATES. They are something that you FEEL. I also gardened. As if my life depended on it. (It did.) By now, if you’ve read a few of my posts, you know that my front yard garden became a haven for the neighborhood. I put out dog biscuits and water for the pooches being walked. I hung a tin framed chalk board and wrote inspirational statements. Soon people from all over were stopping by. I created an amazing, loving community. They all helped me hold on. I love them all so much.

In some ways, the journey of recovery TRULY began in those months. For that was when my withdrawal became REAL. (Trust me, it had been horrific all along, but now, the reality of it hit home.) I could no longer live in the fantasy or denial that I was going to be healed soon, or that I would escape the financial ruin withdrawal can create. I had to let go and let God. I was not in control. Clearly.

6-12 months out was the hardest for me in many ways. The severe cold turkey symptoms were gone, but in their place rushed in the pain, the ongoing head pressure, etc… and it stayed and stayed and stayed. (I woke at 4 a.m. this morning due to head pressure and body pain. It hasn’t left completely.) 6-12 months off was when I knew I had to put on my big girl panties and face life on life’s terms. There was no cocktail, no pill, no man, no money, no nothing, that was going to save me. There was just me and God, and ME was pretty fucked up, so basically, there was God. :) But being in withdrawal, God was a scary notion to me. So I FELT alone, even though I WAS NOT alone. I didn’t get over my fear of God and eternity until around 18+ months off.

By the 6-12 month mark, my family and friends were burnt out. Everyone was tired of benzo withdrawal. I needed a lot of support still, but people were too worn out to give me what I needed. It made the months very dark indeed. But I got up every day and faced whatever I had to face. I felt whatever scary thing I had to feel. I pushed myself out the door and into life. I retreated to my couch or bed when it got unbearable. I cried. I cursed. I laughed. I screamed. I kicked. I danced. I prayed. …. I just held on. Day after day after day after day after day.

That’s how you do it. That’s how you get to the other side and recover. You hold on. You don’t kill yourself. You don’t reinstate or add other meds (or booze) that hit GABA receptors. You swim through the cement as best as you can.

This is my 5th Mothers Day in recovery from benzo withdrawal. I am hopeful that next Mother’s Day I wont have even ONE symptom left. I guess I’ll find out next year. :)

Enjoy this beautiful day.





  1. God bless and keep going!

  2. Thank you Jenn. Good to know you get better. I thought I would end up in the ER today because of pounding heart and brain shocks after taking Progesterone. VIT B-12 injection also gave me a wave. I’m learning to be cautious of supplements and other Meds. Grateful for your posts, they keep me hanging on. :)

  3. Happy Mother’s Day Jen. Celebrate all your accomplishments in your recovery. You are an inspiration to us all. God bless.

  4. Thanks again for this post. I understand how hard it is to write about it, every time I try to write about it I have a very hard time and it takes me hours. Next year you’ll write another beautiful post about how you don’t have any more symptoms. Until then I wish you a better week!

  5. Happy Mother’s Day Little Sister. You nailed the concepts of “acceptance” and “surrender” – not actions to be done but states of being in which to exist and survive. Good on you.

  6. Happy Mother’s Day, Jenn! Thank you for being an inspiration to me. I am about 8 1/2 months out and I can so relate to the paragraph you wrote about your experience at the 6-12 month mark. You are so awesome!

  7. 6 to 12 months was definitely my sickest months. Month 9 being the absolute worse. At one week away from 15 months I’m really bothered with benzo belly, severe muscle and joint pains, head pressure,dizziness and balance problems. Like you said Jenn, it just doesn’t want to let up. Just keep hanging in there and we will too. Your support means everything

  8. Happy Mothers Day Jennifer!! So inspiring, Thank U!! Have the intense fears..when something happens..realization of have to take care “Me” check too. My device acting goofy.. : )

  9. Happy Mother’s Day Jenn!!!! Appreciate and look forward to all of your posts!!!!

  10. That’s a very nice blog Dr. Jen =) I hope you had a relatively good Mother’s Day. Xx – Robb Zeno aka Robbedbybenzos aka Joe Mudd 11

  11. Hi Jen: I’m at 9 months right now, and I’m doing so much better than I was just a few months ago. I’m fortunate that my husband continues to stay with me and encourages me to rest and take care of myself. I’m doing more each month. I pray that in another 3 months, I’ll be even better. I actually had a pretty good Mother’s Day: my son had a few friends over, my in-laws came over and I was able to help make dinner. Hubby brought me flowers and told me I’m stuck with him. So glad to realize I’m loved. And I’m grateful to G-d for this twisted journey because I truly am starting to understand that I am fine just the way I am.

  12. Thank you for this. More help than you know.

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Easter Candy, Damn You!

I know better. I KNOW BETTER!

A few days ago I went to the Dollar Tree and bought Easter candy to fill plastic eggs. My four kids still love Easter egg hunts, even in their twenties. (I LOVE that about them!) My oldest son has 1/3 of an acre, perfect for hiding eggs. We are planning an Easter feast and dammit, I don’t want to be sidelined. Not like the last four holidays, anyway.

So you would think I would do ANYTHING to avoid a wave. (You already know what’s coming.) Yup. I ate Easter candy as I filled the eggs. At first it was just a few handfuls of Good N Plenty’s. But my sugar craving kicked into high gear. I fondled the bag of spice drops lovingly. Just one or two wouldn’t hurt, right? The jelly beans looked kinda sassy and scrumptous too. Yum. Yum. The only thing I didn’t eat was the chocolate. (Deathly allergic to it, of all things.)

Right about a few hours after my sugar binge, the tingles started. The tooth/jaw pain kicked in. Muscles began twitching. Electric zaps. Back of head pressure. Eye pain. Burning, burning, burning like a witch in Salem. Dizzy. Weak.


I am tugging on my wetsuit as I write these words, ready to ride this wave till it peters out. Crossing my fingers I haven’t set myself back too much, and that Sunday I can enjoy my children and their significant others and Sadie the lab puppy.

If anyone had tried to convince me, before withdrawal, that sugar (and food dyes) could do this to a body, I’d have laughed out loud in their face. It sounds so unbelievable. But what about withdrawal is believable? I’m a very imaginative person, (teaching a creativity class at Stanford next month!) and there is no way I could have ever dreamed this shit up about withdrawal.

Gotta scoot. Wetsuit on. Riding this wave like I own it till it decides to play itself out.

Making a note to self…no more sugar binges. EVER.





  1. Hi Jenn, How long has it been since you had a wave? Are you sure the sugar set this off? I just wonder sometimes if a wave happens because it is going to happen anyway. Appreciate you SO much.

  2. I did exactly the same thing a month ago. Little by little I kept putting more and more in my mouth. It tasted soooo good. I thought maybe, just maybe, I was past that. Thought I was getting away with it until I woke up the next morning feeling like I was in month 3. It’s been a month and I’m finally feeling some better. You’ll probably be fine for Easter since you’re further out than me. Sigh. Will we ever be able to eat sweets and normal food again?

  3. NAH.. it was the sugar. I am 1000% sure of it. And the dyes in the candy too.

  4. Hope so! But if not, that’s not the end of the world. It’s not good for us anyway. :) Thanks for the reply.

  5. I know Jenn! I’m so bummed that I am going to one of my fav places to visit in a few weeks….Napa Valley….and all of us are going wine tasting, but I know better to not indulge, but it is going to be extremely difficult!!!!! I have to go because it is one of my dear friend’s big 40…otherwise I wouldn’t torture myself like that….aaaarrrrrggggghhhhhhhh!!!!

  6. Now I know for sure, the sweets do that! ; ( I have so some left..been eating bananas like mad 2 hope 2 replace cravings n fruit..have 2 rid of sweets I have left. Was gifted cheese cake and took only half of a small 1..and for kitty as he loves it but..uh oh..my heads been so high and body aches and griping. Pain!! I still get upset with drs. In a a way..to self..thanks for that. Always used sweets as comfort. Wish you and all well with that. Congrats Jennifer on your teaching a class. Happy Easter. Thankful for you and all the support I see in hear : )

  7. The last time I ate sugar I got high very positive minded then the following day down and thinking of suicide. I protect my sugar abstinence. Also eat very little flour products as they increase hunger. Takes a lot of time and planning. I’m on a whole foods plan. Nothing processes no additives or artificial colors/flavors as swelling and fibromyalgia pain would set in. That’s good you know your body Jen. I’ve been off sugar so long that fruits sometimes are too sweet! It’s not easy but I have to remember the definition of insanity- doing the same thing over and over again and expecting a different result.

  8. I’m allergic to sulfites so it was easy to give up wine. As a recovered alcoholic I avoid certain places. I hope you can enjoy the outing! I try to focus on the people not the food and drink. But it can be hard! :)

  9. I used to use sweets as a reward and ended up overweight. Now I get my sweets from fresh and dried fruits. I’m in the Nutritarian food plan by Dr. Joel Fuhrman. It’s a healthy way to eat and I’ve gotten off of many Meds.

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What it was like coming back “to me.”

I had a very traumatic taper and then a cold turkey. It is still hard to write about it, as  I don’t have a great deal of distance yet from it and I am still sick but recovering slowly but surely.

When the black depression, anxiety and overwhelming emotions, and intrusive thoughts, etc, lightened, I got a sense of my old self. The first time it happened was September 8, 2012. I remember I told my buddy Don, another benzo survivor, that I felt good. I remember I cried tears of joy that the darkness had lifted. But of course, it hadn’t really. Looking back on that day I was still terribly impaired. But, the feel good emotions of the day were great and an enormous welcomed relief from the incessant day in and day out horror I had lived before.

I would have times when I was very excited about being engaged in life, and the excitement always turned into something nasty. It would make me anxious in my body, or rev up other symptoms. It was as if I had very little in the way of any “braking” mechanism. Everything over stimulated my poor central nervous system.

I also had the sensation of time going very, very, very fast, almost like a whirring inside, whenever I got happy and had focused energy on a task at hand.  It was not a welcomed sensation, and in fact was very uncomfortable. The first few months my old creative self started peeking her head up above the relentless symptoms, it was a challenge. I still had some lingering self-hate types of thoughts that withdrawal  brings, and I felt raw and exposed, a naked self suddenly in the world. That may not make sense, but how does one communicate the sensations and emotions of benzo withdrawal?

To date, I am much better and I can even work with clients in a therapeutic garden. But I know, deep down, that even today’s version of “Me” is still not truly the Me I will be once all of my receptors have healed.

If you are in the phase of healing where you feel yourself coming back “online,” and it is unsettling, don’t worry. It seems to be a common phenomenon. You may not experience it this way, but if you do, please rest assured that in time, it smooths out, just like everything else in withdrawal.

I had a few business meetings where I was so elated over some brainstorms that my mind felt like it was in a hamster wheel, turning and turning, faster and faster. It was not pleasant. I knew this was not who I was. Or was going to remain. So I accepted it and allowed it to just “be.”

Now, the anxiety that develops when I am happy, is more manageable. It still can produce too much energy for my CNS, but it’s not as bad as is used to be.

As you come back to your old self, (actually, you wont be who you used to be, you are going to be one kick ass, warrior, fearless version of your old self, trust me) don’t stress about how it feels. Allow things to take their natural course and know that in time, you are going to wake up and just “BE.” No more thinking about withdrawal. No more weirdness, pain, burning, tingling… whatever. You are just going to go about your business. I can see that happening more and more in my own life.

Also, I don’t sweat the waves tooooo much. (Ok. I DO text my benzo buddy Mary or Linda and whine sometimes….) as I know they will pass. I took a nap today from 3 to 4 pm. (YES! A NAP!! I can do that now!!) because my fatigue was crushing. Instead of worrying about when it will go away, I just took care of it by resting.

Do your very best to accept.  Wherever you are on your journey. Whatever the symptoms. As long as they are not life threatening, accept as best as you can. Bliss told me this and it is truly the best advice. When I try to run, or yearn for something other than what my life is at the present, the emotional pain increases.

Turn to that which scares you. Face it.

In 12 step programs we talk about fear this way: It used to be that we said, Fuck Everything And Ran….. now… its Face Everything And Recover.

Thank you to all who have donated to keep this blog going. I hope it continues to help others to hold on and walk through the valley of the shadow of death… benzo withdrawal… and keep going till they are on the other side.


  1. Jenn, I wanted to ask you a favor. I know you might not be posting on here much anymore, but can you please promise to leave this blog up? It has been a huge help to me, and the information is great. I am sure the future generations of benzo sufferers will find it invaluable too.

  2. Chris,
    Yes I will keep it up. The donations helped me pay for the next chunk of time! Thank you all.
    Should I need to walk away for any reason I will hand the domain over to someone in the next generation of Benzo survivors.

    I really grasp for words to convey my deep feelings of gratitude and appreciation for all of the emails I have received from around the world. I feel blessed to have so many good people in my life.

    Keep healing everyone.

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A diet to help benzo withdrawal?

Two weeks ago I received a phone call from a woman who had kicked benzos over a decade ago and has been helping people ever since. She was a wealth of information. In all of her years of looking for the “holy grail” to help people heal from benzo withdrawal, she said the closest thing she has found was the GAPS diet. I was intrigued so I bought three books from the website. www.gapsdiet.com 

The diet makes sense. If indeed people with “leaky guts” have psychological problems, it could explain why some of us can taper with minor problems and others are flattened by the process.

I am starting the diet this week and will report if I find it helps at all. I am holding at my dose per my new doctors orders, so I may not be the best test case. But it will be interesting to see if I feel better overall.

The woman I spoke with claimed that people who followed the diet had a significant reduction in symptoms. I am hoping to heal my gut before I start to make any more cuts. ( Or at least start healing, as healing will take time I am sure.)

I have no affiliation with the GAPS diet website. I don’t receive any compensation if you buy the books.  I am passing on the information because it sounds as if, at least in theory, it can help those of us in benzo withdrawal.

If any of you are on the diet or start, and have information on how well it works, or doesn’t work, I welcome you to write me and share your stories.

I hope everyone is having a great memorial weekend.

To healing out guts and our brains, which are directly tied to each other!(FYI the gut is now thought of as the second brain)

Dr. Jenn


  1. Dear Dr. Jenn,
    Hello! I stumbled upon your website and found it refreshingly honest! Thank you! And, as I am tapering down from Klonopin myself, I would love to hear more about your journey, your recent successful transition to “beyond meds” and also to hear more from the woman who also was successful in tapering off of this drug.
    I am a 52 year old wife, mother of two grown daughters, aged 21 and 25, and grandmother of two grandsons aged 3 and 4.
    I am presently on .042 mg (2x) a day, having tapered down from an original dose of 1mg given to me following a hysterectomy 6 years ago. I have about 4 and 1/2 months to go before being off of this drug and I have found the broken sleep, withdrawal symptoms and fatique to be very tough to deal with, along with the emotional roller coaster. My question to you is, what did you do to help with the insomnia and depression symptoms during withdrawal?
    (I am considering taking benadryl.)

    Thanks so much Dr. Jenn!


  2. Can you still have sex while benzo withdrawal and how you if it benzo withdrawal?

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Stop wanting your old life back

Stop wanting your old life back

When the darkness of benzo withdrawal overtakes my rational mind, (the part of me that trusts I am healing) and I silently scream “I want my life back!” I am reminded by something powerfully innate in my soul: there is nothing to mourn.

Benzo withdrawal IS my life. There is no need to mourn what was, because there is only now. The past is past. That is true for everyone, not just people going through benzo withdrawal. When we accept what we have on our plate now, we  suffer less.

Sure, I miss being able to get out and do things I used to do. But I know that in this time of recovery, life still has purpose. I am, as Eleanor Roosevelt put it, “tasting the experience to the utmost.”

I don’t want my old life back. I want the life I have right now to be as full as it can be given my new limitations. I don’t want to squander these months, or the coming years in recovery by being closed off to the experience I have now.

I like to think that I am like the caterpillar that transforms in his chrysalis, his wings of freedom growing and ready to take him to places he could only dream about as a caterpillar. My down sized life in benzo withdrawal is my chrysalis, holding me, until it is time for me to fly.

I don’t want my old life back. I am excited to walk, day by day into my new life, one that has been forged by the fires of withdrawal, making me stronger than I ever knew I was.

Just for today, let go of your grief for what was. Look for signs that this life today, is transforming you into a healthier, happier person. Then tomorrow, do it again. Let go. Accept. Your healing is taking place just as it should.

Stop wanting your old life back. Accept this life now. Taste the experience. Allow it to change you into a new, healthier you.

To your growing wings of freedom,

Dr. Jenn


  1. Dr. Jenn,
    You have a lot of words of wisdom in this post not only for those coping with benzo withdrawal but for everyone making changes in their lives. Thank you for sharing your experiences.

  2. I had a love affair with Valium in the 90s, I did everything, I went everywhere, I had love and friends and it was magic then I was switched to Ativan and everything changed I became a hostage to the pill did nothing went nowhere lost everything. I miss Valium in a very sick but romantic way.

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Healing Touch

Healing Touch

I had my first session of Healing Touch this afternoon. A friend who is battling cancer referred me to  Nina, a wonderful woman who is certified in healing touch therapy.

I have been struggling the past few days with high anxiety, formication, burning skin and a host of other symptoms.  Each day was getting worse.

I was not sure how I would respond to a Healing Touch session. Would it really help? Would it rev up my symptoms as I tried to lie still? I told Nina as much as possible about benzo withdrawal and my experiences  with it to date. She took careful notes and really listened. When we were ready to start the session, I trusted I was in good hands, literally.

I was jumpy and twitchy as we began. I didn’t dwell on it. I just surrendered to whatever was happening. Bright yellow danced in front of my closed eyes. It was almost painful, but exciting at the same time. I slowly felt my body relax. My twitches stopped. The thousand stinging ants eating away at my flesh stopped. Within a short time I was completely and utterly relaxed.

I thought “This is what healing will feel like! Calm. Peaceful.” As Nina worked her magic, I am not sure what she was doing as I kept my eyes closed and just enjoyed the calm, I had a sudden and intense wave of heat rise up from my thighs and engulf me. My heat raced. It was uncomfortable. I opened my eyes, looked at Nina, and decided to not speak about it. I closed my eyes and allowed it to pass through me. It left as suddenly as it came.

There were times when the pressure in my ears became intense. I didn’t fight it. I allowed it to happen. I don’t know what it correlated to with Nina’s work, but it felt as if it were controlled by my energy state.

When the session was over, I was deeply relaxed. I have not felt this peaceful in months. My mind was calm. I would like to say that I felt 100% healed. But that is not the case. But I am greatly improved from this morning. I don’t know how long the calm will last, but I am grateful for it at the present moment.

I am going to have her come to the house twice more this week to see if the sessions help.

She said it was interesting that my energy seemed to be most congested in my legs. She assumed it would be that way near my head due to the brain imbalances from withdrawal. I told her that I am using some of Dr. Peter Levine’s tools for moving old trauma out of the body. I have been visualizing old events and moving my legs as if there were running. When I was unable to get away from old traumatic events when I was young, the energy was locked into my body. That’s the theory of some of the best trauma researchers.

I feel more at peace at this moment. My mind is calm. I am healing. I trust that.

To your health,

Dr. Jenn


  1. Jenn, I am glad you feel better from your experience. However I was advised not to have energy healing while going through benzo w/d as it causes the benzos to w/d too fast from the body as it is tryiing to heal the body.

    I was doing acupuncture with Tom Tam and Tong Ren Therapy but I found I had to be very careful as it would send me into a rapid detox. I am Reiki II practitioner and had to stop having treatments also..

    Any thoughts on this?

    Could you send me the forum website again?

  2. Thank you Kathy for the feedback. Like many things in benzo withdrawal, what works for some may not work for others. I was deeply relaxed and a few of my nasty SX gone after working with Nina.

    I am going to continue to see how it goes. So far, it has been a godsend for me. It reduced my anxiety to very minimal levels.

    The forum is at http://www.forum.benzowithdrawalhelp.com

  3. Did you feel better or worse the next day?

  4. I feel consistently better. I have a session today and will let you know if SX flare. But for me, the relief about half way into the session was incredible. I kept thinking, “this is what healing will feel like!” It was awesome!

    I hope it continues to work for me. Time will tell.

    I appreciate your sharing that energy work can flare SX. Good for us to know both sides of the issue.

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