I’m going to make a long story short. I hit tolerance, went to my physchiatrist of 25 years, told him what was happening. Could not eat, massive weight loss, agoraphobia, constant crying, horrible insomnia. He wanted to put me on the antipsychotic, Seroquel, I said “no”, he then refused to see me or take my calls. I wound up in the hospital for three days, had to find a doctor that would take on another doctors “benzo patient, ”took several months, had to get stabilized, switch to Valium and begin tapering. It’s been 33 months. I’m still tapering, no I’m not normal. Neither my physchiatrist or internist ever discussed tolerance with me. I didn’t even know what it meant. I started taking Xanax in 1987. There was no Google, nothing at that time. It didn’t occur to me to go to the library.🤦🏼‍♀️ I trusted my doctor. I did well on the medication so I questioned nothing. I was married, worked, raised my children. And then the Xanax quit working. My life has been awful for the last 33 months. I am definitely NOT the same person I was 33 months ago. I’ll be 70 years old. I hope I get a few good years. Sick of drugs, sick of tapering, sick of everything.