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Stepping Out Into The Unknown

Stepping Out Into The Unknown

I’ve always been a runner. Not the jogging type, the get-the-hell-away-from-emotional-pain type. I panicked in a lot of situations — my heart rate would go through the roof as my mouth dried up like a prune, making it difficult to talk, and my legs turned to...
God, Where Are You?

God, Where Are You?

[WARNING! This post may be triggering!] Many feel that their faith in God is shaken to the core in benzo withdrawal. No longer can we feel God’s presence as we had before the nightmare of withdrawal began. It’s terribly frightening to suddenly feel so...
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