This would have to be in my top three amazing drug experiences of all time. In March of 2000, for multiple reasons, I had severe anxiety problems to the point where I wouldn't sleep for days at a time. Finally, it got to the point where I was cracking up. I showed up at my sister's house after not sleeping for about 3 days, and she took my ass immediately to the local hospital. So I waited there for about 2 hours, and was seriously thinking of checking in to stay a while, when the doctor came into my room. He heard me out and gave me a script for Lorazepam and told me, 'Take one of these pills, and if it doesn't help then come back.'
I went to the pharmacy, tore open the bottle and popped a pill. Within a half-hour or so, I remember I was riding on the freeway with my sister, I got this feeling like a thousand pound weight just got lifted from my body. The tightness in my chest was gone. I had a smile on my face, and I actually began singing. I'm not making this shit up. It was the first time in months that I had smiled. Well, to make a long story shorter, I never went back to the ER again. I've had ups and downs since then, but I've always got my bottle of L (I call it L) nearby in case of emergency. Shit, I took 2mg this afternoon :). One thing I will say about this stuff, it's extremely addictive, and the withdrawls are a god damn nightmare if I quit cold turkey. I don't take this stuff more than once or twice a month now. If you have anxiety problems, this stuff is a life saver. It's also quite enjoyable any time, but has a habit of putting me right to sleep.
