Dot’s Diary

Dot’s Diary

“My Journey into semi-oblivion and out the other side”

  1. The beginning

In 1959, towards the end of two happy years at Teacher Training College, I developed health issues which needed repeated minor surgery. After this I became depressed and unsure of my ability to cope with my future career. I then found myself in hospital and my life on pills began. Later I began to teach in a village primary school, where I was happy and respected.

The mid 1960s saw me switched from ‘major’ to ‘minor’ tranquillisers.

dot 2Gradually and insidiously I began to change. Anything out of routine threw me, no interest in hobbies or cooking, invitations declined, and in bed by ‘Countdown.’ At weekends I took to my bed in a darkened room, ignoring doorbells and telephone calls. My confidence plummeted, and anxiety stormed in. Plans of work for the next term were started the day a holiday began. Christmas preparations completed by October, bills paid immediately, everything MUST be done today. I thought this was the real adult me.

In the mid ‘80s a little more publicity emerged and my GP suggested I abandon my ‘little helpers’, but I cut too quickly and failed. A hospital-led tranquilliser group was found, but here, because cutting rates were planned by the facilitators, success was in danger.

I then heard about a voluntary organisation, part of which later became BAT, so I left the hospital group and joined it. The new group encouraged people to make cuts when THEY felt ready and they offered real support and invaluable information. With help from the facilitators, group members, my mum, two very special friends and later with respite from work, I became benzodiazepine-free in August 1988.

At times it was very difficult, but with constant reassurance from all my helpers, my bed became a forsaken friend, my confidence grew in leaps and bounds and I started to become the adult I really was. My personality grew and flourished. I became more outward-looking; enjoyed social gatherings, old hobbies were rekindled and new ones emerged. LIFE was for LIVING. Gone were the days of JUST EXISTING.

So what now, 25 years on from that memorable day? In 1996, I founded school reunions at my old secondary school, which continue to this day. In 1997 I took the first of ten balloon flights.

And now?

dots love of natureI go on caravan holidays, sometimes alone and in semi-deserted places, I grasp every opportunity to organise and go to parties, I am a highly-regarded photographer, family historian and archivist. I enjoy gardening, theatre, entertaining and fundraising and so the list goes on. Naturally life problems come and go, but inner strength has replaced pills in the confronting and overcoming of these. Perhaps, as memories of my semiconscious years continue to fade, my story may inspire hope and promote confidence in fellow benzo comrades, as they too, seek their road to freedom.

SO! DIG DEEP! JOURNEY ON! HEAD FOR THE LIGHT AT THE END OF THE TUNNEL and you too can embrace the awakening world beyond!

  1. The continuing journey

Dot reflects on some of the aids which helped her along her road to freedom.

  • On a bad day, at the beginning of her Benzo withdrawal, Dot ticked off every half hour and always tried to put a bad day away early.
  • She kept a daily diary and a weekly chart, depicting both her good and her more difficult times. Gradually she could see that the good spells were longer and more frequent. This gave Dot hope and encouragement.
  • Food; little and often helped, as did warm food.
  • Acceptance. Over time, acceptance of her lack of sleep and the odd physical things happening to her body played a big part in Dot’s recovery. It helped to allay fear.
  • Sleep. Dot had a tape which she played every night on an auto-reverse tape recorder. She knew this tape so well that if she missed something, she knew she must have been asleep.
  • Physical oddities: Dot kept on constant touch with the group facilitators and members, and always checked new symptoms with them – e.g. fluttering and twitching muscles. After a while she learned to accept that these peculiarities came and went of their own accord, so she tried to link them with her current activities and circumstances.

Dot’s strategies

  • Dot filled a gift bag with baby goods for a friend who was pregnant. This encouraged her to travel alone on buses, and to go into shops.
  • Dot focused her mind and her energy on her hobby – in Dots case, quilting materials with pre-printed designs.
  • Photography, an old hobby re-kindled, heled Dot to look outwards. For years flowers and trees had passed her by, now she must stop and stare, and take photographs.


  • Seven months into withdrawal Dot knew she was changing as she initiated conversations on bus stops with fellow passengers. She was much more interested in other people and their lives.
  • After ten months she experienced a glimmer of intense joy as she realised that her new emerging personality was radically different from her previous negative benzo personality.
  • After a year she reached a significant new milestone when she moved to a new flat and lived alone again.


dots climb

  • Dot saw herself climbing a ladder to benzo freedom. Sometimes she climbed up two rungs in succession, but then slipped back one. At first slipping back distressed her, causing emotional peaks and troughs – but realising that it seldom took as long to regain her former position the peaks and troughs stabilised and were easier to bear
  • Dot visualised the inside of her brain as a series of cog wheels, all of which were clogged with benzos. Progressively the wheels turned and tiny specks of benzos fell out and were filtered from her system, giving the cogs freedom to move more easily. Dot looked forward to the day when all the cogs would be benzo free.
  • Dot tied all her worries, negative thoughts and concerns to the string of a balloon. Then, as she let go of the string, the balloon drifted away taking her problems with it.


  • On benzos Dot walked with her head down and occasionally picked up coins. Off benzos she held her head up high and always collected smiles
  • On benzos Dot never bought articles that needed ironing. Off benzos, with time, she finds ironing therapeutic
  • As a teenager Dot loved bright colours. On benzos she saw brown as a safe colour, so clothes and furnishings were usually brown. Now the mature Dot likes more muted colours with the occasional bright splash.

Dot has been supporting a close friend in a care home, entertaining, enjoying theatre visits, establishing her new patio and garden, preparing for her 10th school reunion and has prevailed over a long drawn out dispute linked with her new home. The benzo free Dot seldom gives up! Recently she has rejoiced in the fact that, now in her mid-70’s, she can still climb over a six bar metal gate unaided to gain access to photograph a field of poppies!

Since the last update Dot has had a challenging year, with mixed blessings. On the down side she has experienced more issues linked with her home which unfortunately continue to this day and test her strength and courage to the limit. On Benzos Dot feels that she would have ‘fallen apart’ and definitely would have needed more medication. However, with perseverance and with the support of a few loyal friends she remains positive and hopeful that a satisfactory outcome is on the horizon!

On the brighter side, at last year’s school reunion in Devon, Dot met one of her classmates when she had neither seen nor heard from for 58 long years. Joan was the missing link in Dots chain of school friends. Just imagine how their tongues wagged as the intervening years flew by! Since then Joan and Dot have met several times.

Dot continues to find time and energy to support her friend in the care home and, in the summer, with the help of friends, took her to the city to count sheep on the Shaun on the sheep trail

In the light of these events, Dots message is, that life after Benzos will still have ‘ups and downs. However, in her case, the inner strength and resourcefulness gained from relinquishing her ‘chemical props’ is enabling her to cope with seemingly insurmountable difficulties and is instilling in her a determination to ‘dig deep’, ‘hang in there’ and have confidence in the knowledge that, at the end of the road, a favourable outcome awaits.