S. and anyone else reading who is on or even THINKING about getting on Effexor:
HEED THE WARNINGS of several other responses about Effexor being bad for you and needing to be taken off the market. I was on it for 2 years starting in 1999. Once I didn't have the money to get my perscription filled for about 4 days. By day 2 I could hardly move around the house w/o sitting down on the floor every couple of steps. Day 3 I couldn't even raise my head to get out of bed. Day 4 was more of the same but I had to crawl to a friends car so she could get me to see the psychiatrist who subscribed it to me so he could help. (I couldn't go earlier for reasons I can't remember now, but there WAS a reason.) Anyway, that was MAJOR trauma I experienced w/ the withdrawal symptoms and I'll spare you the gory details!
THAT is not why I didn't like it. (That was something I couldn't avoid, no money and all.) Like others who've replied, Effexor made me not care one way or the other about ANYTHING, which I'll discuss in more detail later. (When I was going through my withdrawal, I was a single-parent of a 1-year-old! That's not something you want to put your child through! Luckily, for 2 of those days my daughter was w/ her dad. That was early on in the first year of taking it.) Effexor also robbed me of my interest in sex TO THIS VERY DAY -- 7 years later!! (I was 26 when I started Effexor. I'm 35 now. I should be in my sexual prime!) I didn't REALLY notice it at first because I wasn't in a relationship so the opportunity never arose. I did notice that whenever I saw a sex scene in a movie or it was even alluded to in conversation or in a TV show, that I didn't really think of it in the same way, rather it bothered me. But when I got into a relationship the LAST thing on my mind was sex and whenever the subject was brought up I cringed at the thought in DISGUST!! I still feel the same way about it and I've been married for 2 years.
So, I said I'd talk about not caring in more detail. When I made the decision to get off the stuff, I went to a doctor who stepped me down over a month or so. That was difficult to say the least but it was nowhere NEAR as bad as those 4 days of "cold turkey"!! During my step-down, I laid down w/ my then 3-year-old daughter to take a nap only to wake up to police officers saying "Hello?" in my apartment. Apparently, while I was asleep in my step-down stupor, my daughter decided to get up, unlock the front door (which is something she'd NEVER done up to that point, not even opened the door herself) and go for a stroll around the apartment complex (which, by the way, was not in the best of neighborhoods)!! The police asked me where my daughter was and I calmly and matter-of-factly said, "She was sleeping next to me but I don't know right now, but I'm sure you're about to tell me." I wasn't concerned in the least!!! My thoughts were, "OK, she's not here. You know where she is so can we just not play this stupid game and give her back so I can lie back down. I'm tired." I remember that clearly! One male and one female cop proceeded to escort me down to the apartment office where my daughter was waiting with the leasing agent on duty. The leasing agent said she went into my apartment and looked all over for me, calling and saying "Hello" but didn't see me and went back to the office to call the police. I told the cops that she couldn't have looked all through my apartment b/c all the interior doors were open and I was asleep on the bed in plain sight!
The female cop was so upset!!! She couldn't believe that I'd "let" my child wander around in "a neighborhood like this! Do you know what kind of people live in this neighborhood?" she asked me. I wanted to say, "YEAH, ME!!" Anyway, SHE was plenty upset for the both of us. I explained to her that I was coming down off Effexor so she wouldn't arrest me, which she threatened. She didn't really seem to care and I don't think she knew what it was. I kept thinking to myself, "I should probably be crying or really angry or at least embarrassed by all this," but I wasn't feeling anything. I was trying to calm the COP down!! She kept asking me, "Aren't you even worried? Don't you even care that your daughter went missing?" You could say that, in all fairness, she wasn't really even missing as far as I knew b/c I slept through it. The cops took me to her and the whole ordeal lasted maybe 20 minutes . . . for me! The female cop (she did most of the talking b/c she was just BESIDE herself w/ anger and frustration due to my seeming lack of caring) kept telling me that she wanted to know from me that this would not happen again! I kept saying, "What can I do? If I'm asleep and she goes out again, how am I supposed to keep that from happening?" I couldn't even conceive of a simple way of keeping it from happening again. My sister and her husband had to come up w/ that idea for me (putting a sliding hotel-type lock high on the door)!
SAD!!
I tell you this story b/c I don't want anyone else to NOT CARE that they almost lost their child!!! DO NOT TAKE EFFEXOR!!!! IF YOU'RE ON IT, GET OFF NOW!!! Use the Prozac to help w/ the withdrawal or whatever your MENTAL HEALTH doctor recommends! In my opinion, the withdrawal symptoms are WELL WORTH IT if it means you won't go through what I've been through, and when it's all said and done, it will have been sooner than you thought and you can move on w/ your life!!!!