I never thought of myself as an anxious person. I had a bit of claustrophobia once when I was underneath a house pulling phone wire during an earthquake, so when I was going into a closed MRI exam they gave me something--just in case. I didn't need it.
When my pdoc raised the Cymbalta to 90 mg, I started hearing people calling my name at work ... only no one was. I would be in the Archives or an office or somewhere essentially alone. Soon, though, I became aware of hearing it out in the general rooms at work ... Now that I was listening. It was a very hushed voice, barely audible, yet distinctly my name.
I ask my pdoc, with trepedation, whether anything would have led him to expect me to start hearing voices, and he said I might--the size dose I was taking of Cymbalta could do that. Before long I was hearing it at night and unable to sleep because of it, so he eventually prescribed Ativan.
Later, when I told an old friend from college, she laughed and said I could have used those pill then. I was shocked. Then she reminded me that I'd barely made it through the acting requirement at any level--my stage fright became part of college lore. Funny, I never thought of that as anxiety--I guess because it only happened on stage.

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