Poisoned with Xanax, that's what. That stuff is awful. I quit, but it was so much hell getting off the damn things. Felt like hell all the time, didn't eat or sleep much, lost 70 pounds, lost lots of muscle mass, got a hernia that required two surgeries to fix.
Sure was a life changer. I would warn anyone against it even though I guess it worked for what I set out to fix. The nerves. I don't know if it's not enough energy to be nervous anymore or finally figuring out that making mountains out of mole hills all the time is just stupid as hell.
Throw in figuring out the curse and I really have no interest at all in this kind of stuff.