Guest Post

As a person who has suffered with anxiety attacks for almost 20 years, I regard most things which claim to solve them (or even help) with extreme cynicism.

It doesn’t matter whether they’re things that the doctor has prescribed which have pleasant side-effects like “suicidal ideation and malfunctioning penis”, or more benign, gentle things, like peppermint tea, they all seem to do the same thing for my anxiety – nix.

So when someone recommended CBD oil, I did my usual. I smiled, vowed to go and buy some immediately and walked away with precisely zero intention of ever doing so.

A time later, on a day when my anxiety was really amped up, I was feeling pretty low. The usual “I can’t go on like this” mantra was bouncing off the walls when I recalled my pal’s recommendation. I’d have a look, I thought. Even if it distracts me from this latest bout, it’ll be a good thing.

After a bit of cynical Googling I found myself eye-to-eye with some actual, honest to goodness information. Not the sort of thing chucked around by folk who prescribe crystals for haemorrhoids, either, but proper, science-based stuff. It was telling me that extensive research into CBD oil was under way and that, so far, results were encouraging.

The stuff may help with anxiety, along with a laundry list of other illnesses, and it carried with it minimal risk when compared to other medications and treatments. So, after exhaustively devouring every piece of reputable information I could find on the subject, I chose to give it a go.

Fast forward 2 months and I can say with some certainty that the stuff has changed my life. And I don’t make these proclamations lightly. I’m not, by any stretch of the imagination, an effusive person.

I started off on a small drip under the tongue once a day, and within a week or so I began to feel more even. It wasn’t a silver bullet effect, but day by day things started to dial down, until the invasive thoughts were less like a nagging voice and more like a barely audible echo.

Perhaps the only major drawback was the taste. To say it’s unpleasant would be an understatement. But I got around that potential sticking point by moving from a drip on the tongue to a vape liquid and electronic cigarette, which gives me the same benefits without the feeling that I was going to vomit.

I honestly cannot stress how much better I feel thanks to this stuff.

Given the costs of prescriptions, the potential damage that some pharmaceutical medications can do to you long term, and the potential side effects, it’s a no brainer for me.

The setup costs were minimal. The oil isn’t cheap cheap but it isn’t mega expensive, and a 5 minute visit to somewhere like Vapour.com to get a decent vape kit didn’t break the bank, either.

As I sit here now, typing this, I actually feel better, and I didn’t need any mad pills, transcendental meditation or expensive pseudomedicines to get there.

I don’t expect you to blindly take the word of a stranger on the internet, but if you’re on the fence, dealing with anxiety or depression and can’t think of what to do next, consider the opinion of this here cynic. It may well change things around for you.