A day in the life of benzodiazepine withdrawal.

Lying there as the world spins, I am engulfed by a level of anxiety and fear I haven't experienced in a long time. Not only is my heart racing, breathing shallow, and chest as tight as ever, but I have this overwhelming sense of fear, although I'm not actually sure what of. Mentally, it is like I am in the first scene of a horror movie, unsure of what is about to unfold, on constant guard. Physically, It is like someone has plugged me into the wall socket and is slowly turning up the volts to see how much I can handle. I am at the point where my hair feels like it is being pulled from my skull by an unknown force, and every muscle in my body is twitching to a rhythm no one else can hear.