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Originally Posted by Jbo
Thanks for the response. It really does make you pause, as I have also abused some in the past. It really does make you stop and take pause.
To add a bit to my story, I got hooked on NyQuil in Uni. Would take it to make myself pass out after a night of studying and drinking coffee.
When I got into the working world, I took melatonin, but like other's experiences, it seems to have the ability to work great, or not work at all.
I now seem to go through periods of non needing anything, to rotating through melatonin/cold meds/Gravol.
I can relate to others stories here about how people just say to deal with it. The struggle is real and nothing is worse then being dead tired but tossing and turning in bed and literally getting anxiety at the fact you have to get up in 3 hours.
Final bit, I do exercise almost every day, but that has not seemed to have the impact I hoped it would.
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I hear you bud. I did the Gravol - cold pill thing for a while. And hard. I'd start with more than the dose, and sometimes take more. Going back and forth when my body would gain temporary tolerance.
And, mixing with alcohol to enhance the effect when I could and my schedule allowed. It's a nasty cycle.
You mentioned coffee. Makes sense during college. But if your still drinking it now, that might be the best thing to help your problem. I heard a quote about a year ago that was so true. We've become such a medicated society and haven't even noticed. We drink caffeine to wake up then alcohol at night to take the edge off cause we're too wired. It's self medicating.
For me caffeine was never an issue. Never drank coffee regularly and drink non caffeinated pops and juices if I drink any sugar at all. I generally just drink water, if not beer, haha. Caffeine is bad for my heary condition, so luckily I never developed a dependance on it. But people who are, often don't realise how much they are.
Anyway, just food for thought, if you haven't already. You probably have. Just comiserating a little. I totally get that first part. But after what happened to my sister, what I was doing to myself looked a lot different.