My emotional distress led to my physical dependency

I never thought that a simple anxiety disorder could lead to a debilitating substance abuse problem. I'd been taking Valium since my senior year of high school, and was managing my anxiety to a livable point. During college, however, as the pressure of classes and living on my own started to mount up, I became increasingly reliant on pills to get me through the tough times. If I had a final, I took a pill; if my roommate had someone over I didn't know, I took a pill; if my parents were coming to visit, I took a pill. I had just gotten used to Valium being there to help me through tough situations, but the more I took, the less effective it became. 

I soon turned to another form of escape to help me manage my anxiety; alcohol. I was determined not to start drinking until I was settled into college, and was surer of myself, but that point never really came. I just wanted a few hours at a time of relaxation and freedom from this condition that had been with me for as long as I could remember. When I was buzzed, I felt like I could let my guard down a bit and, for all intents and purposes, breathe. Although I'd been drinking a lot more, I still took as much Valium as ever. 
 
For a long time leading into the summer of my sophomore year, I was on a steady diet of vodka and Valium, and was really starting to feel its affects. I was vomiting more than I ever had, I felt sick all the time and I would fall asleep at the drop of a hat. Despite all this, I was unable to stop. My addiction finally caught up with me on the drive back to my parents' house for summer vacation. I blacked out as I was pulling off the interstate. They found my car halfway up a bridge embankment and me asleep behind the wheel. Thankfully I only sustained minor injuries. 
 
When the doctor had told my parents that there was a mixture of Valium and vodka in my system, they were shocked and horrified. They knew they were taking a risk sending me to school across the country, but never expected I'd come home with a problem like this. After I was released from the hospital, I enrolled in an alcohol and benzos detox program in Florida. They were determined to help me through this and I left there clean and sober. This excellent treatment center strongly urged me to seek out a new therapist to help me with my anxiety after I returned home again.
 
I took a semester off from school to work on myself, but entered a university closer to home the following spring. I've continued my therapy for the past three years, and have learned how to manage my anxiety in a healthy way, free of pills and alcohol. I never saw this coming, but am grateful beyond articulation that my parents, my doctor and god were on my side during my recovery. 

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