I want to share my experience with Klonopin (which I don't take anymore--long post, but I'll keep as brief as possible). I was first prescribed it when I was living in Bismarck, N.D., around 2016-17 and transferred the Rx over with no problem when I moved to Omaha, NE, in 2019. I took it at the same dose and frequency the whole time, never pushed for more or tried to refill early, submitted to the random UA's my docs in both states required without hesitation or complaint. I never sought a high from it, I knew it only as a medication that had worked for some time. Then I moved to Wichita, KS, a year ago, and suddenly I'm being treated like an addict. I realized right away it was not going to be easy to get here, so I was perfectly happy to try other things. However, I was also honest about the fact that these other things weren't working as well, and I would mention the last regimen that did. Still, nope, can't get that, and the way docs were talking to me, it was becoming clear they thought they had an addict on their hands. Which again, I was okay with. I was only "addicted" in that it was a medication I knew to work well, but I do understand the risks with benzos, always have. Then I began having panic attacks out of nowhere. I would go to the hospital (no insurance, so no PCP for a brief time, that's another story), they would give me a large dose of Ativan and maybe send me home with a small Rx for it (another benzo, Klonopin's baby sister basically). When the panic turned into a full-on meltdown, and I decided I needed a couple nights in a facility (voluntary self-commitment), the ER I was staying in until they could find me a bed GAVE ME A KLONOPIN, then sent me off, even giving me a song and dance about how the facility I was going to would probably go ahead and re-start the medication since it clearly worked where other things didn't. The facility had no intention of doing that, and it was very clear it wasn't something they would even have considered. So the ER had given a patient they deemed an addict THE DRUG THEY THOUGHT SHE WAS ADDICTED TO in order to keep me placid while in the ER, then sent me off to flounder. I've been passed from doctor to doctor and treated either with kid gloves or with deceit and vaguery, when treating me like an adult and just telling me straight out what the concerns were would have saved everyone a lot of time and anguish. I was never made fully aware of exactly HOW dangerous benzos can be, I was simply treated as an addict and f***ed around with, when what I really was, was someone with serious mental health issues who had been legitimately prescribed a medication that worked, followed all the rules that went along with it, and was only trying to continue a successful regimen. Has anyone else had a similar experience with benzodiazepines? (I have since stopped seeking or even wanting Klonopin, given the dangers, and have found a new regimen that works).