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Thank you very much for coming back and sharing your story and advice. It gives hope to members to keep fighting the fight.
Thanks I'm just happy to be able to give back. I Remembered how much it helped me to find the BB forum. I thought I was going crazy. At the end of my studies, while having a job too, breaking up with a [...] after 9 years,
while moving to another country and learning a new language. I had complete dissociative panic attacks every single day. It's only when I found BB buddies that I realised I wasn't going crazy.
For me it's very hard to pinpoint where my withdrawal was over and where the normal me started to come back. 1.5 years, 2 years later I was still not in a good place and still very sensitive to stress. But I was also in a very stressfull position
new country etc. While also not happy with my job at the time. Eventually I changed my job, moved a couple times. And without really realising it I started to notice ' guess what?' I'm feeling pretty F#cking good. Again. Good days and bad days like everybody else, but it's just a very nice feeling to know you can handle what life throws at you. In terms of social situations/ society stresses etc. I dread the day that I will lose loved ones. This is something you can not be prepared for. Although a strong character will help you deal with it better I think.
Now this year I was training for a marathon, but sadly had to pass it up due to a pretty bad fracture. I had to spend a lot of time indoors, this made me realise how easy it is to lose good habits and spiral back down. It made me think back about my darkest times. Of course this pales in comparison and everything else becomes a joke. After my fracture and multiple other injuries, It took me roughly ten minutes to sit up on the couch, walk to the kitchen and grab a glass of water. Couldn't move some parts of my body anymore. All my training for the marathon was all for nothing, I gained 6 kilos. But guess what? After my rodeo with the benzodiazepine, this was al just a joke, a walk in the park, not a bleep on the radar

Now I'm well on my way to getting back to my marathon weight, consistently exercising and promoting my business. This bad experience truly gave me a lot of resilience and I'm sure it will do the same for every one here that sticks with it and goes through it.
After your worst enemy and biggest fear is IN your BODY. Some external factors are merely a nuisance.
