Hello Lyn
I couldn't help but chuckle just a bit when I read your post.... like you, I did housework and laundry in withdrawal like my life depended on it. Felt like if I didn't keep busy, I would go out of my mind at times. I was so exhausted I could truly barely walk straight much of the time, but I kept on plodding away. When I got done here, my husband would drive me to my son's house where I would begin again there. Like a robot I was. Sweep, fold, change loaRAB, begin again. Over and over. I would exhaust myself totally and then rest would come to me.
It does help though, Lyn, and I hope you can continue on this path until the symptoms finally dissipate.... and dissipate they will. A sure sign is the moment you catch yourself saying, The heck with this, I need to rest." As those moments come, know that healing is coming with them.
I was able, over time, to come to understand that symptoms of withdrawal are actually symptoms of healing. It made it easier to bear and somehow strengthened me to push on until it was over. Gave me more and more courage to stay the course.
I wish you well and I pray for yout continued fortitude in enduring this part of life so that you can move to a happier, healthier, wiser part of life.
God Bless
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