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Xanax, the friend who was my enemy.

I was so grateful to my xanax.  Seemed to be wonderful.

Then I started forgetting things.  And I wasn’t fully AWARE I was forgetting things.  Until we went to Chuck E Cheese for both my sons’ bdays.  And I don’t remember really ANY of it.  It wasn’t like I felt out of it when I was there.  I just don’t recall it.

And there are a few other times where I have holes in my memory.

So anyone on Xanax PLEASE becareful.  I’m not saying it is a bad drug.  I’m just saying it “stole” from me.  I’d hate for that to happen to someone else.  So have a loved one, roommate, parental figure/sibling keep an eye on you and make sure you aren’t losing time.

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