In September, 2008, I had a heart attack at 41 years old. The repair and treatment plan turned out to be a couple of stents, cholesterol medication, and Metoprolol to manage blood pressure.
Over the past five years, I've lost my ability to sleep more than 4-5 hours; simple tasks grew to overwhelm me; I lost my marriage; I nearly lost my business; I've become almost entirely socially disconnected. All of this is due to Metoprolol. I never suspected that it was the drug that was at the root of my problems, since I had read almost everywhere that it was safe, and had few side effects. In fact, other than promoting weight gain, that it would help with a number of cardiac functions.
Facing homelessness, and utter ruination, I decided to just try going off of it for a week. Well, it's been three now. I now sleep, peacefully, 9 PM to 5AM. My business is regrowing customer base, and my bank account is beginning to fill; my kids are much happier that I am able to connect with, and spend more time with them; things that were left undone are rebalancing; I'm making new friends and reconnecting with old ones. I mean, it's almost miraculous!
This was all just about trying various adjustments to see if I could create an effect...fishing. Now, in hindsight, I look back at the fallout of what my anxiety caused, and I'm connecting the dots to this little white pill.
I've suffered from social anxiety most of my life. Metoprolol magnified it 100X worse than it ever was.