

“I did not know if I would ever be healthy again,” she wrote. “There were times when I thought, ‘Should I just go walk into a glen and take myself out? I don’t know if I can handle this anymore,’” said Bond, adding that when she realized her doctor had overprescribed her, she was so far in that quitting cold turkey would have led to psychosis or even a seizure. “I was in such a state of desperation that I didn’t research the drugs,” Bond, now 53, told The Post.īond’s new memoir, “ Blood Orange Night: My Journey Into Madness” (Gallery Books), reveals how that prescription sent her into an abyss of benzodiazepine dependence that lasted for years. When a physician gave her a prescription for Ativan - a “strong, fast-acting sedative hypnotic” that he guaranteed would help her get some shut-eye - she accepted it, no questions asked. Her marriage was disintegrating, and she spent night after night pacing her house in Salt Lake City, watching the hours tick by. It was 2009, and she had recently lost her magazine job. Melissa Bond was caring for two infant children - a newborn, and a year-old toddler with Down syndrome. My boyfriend blew $10K on his OnlyFans addiction - while I was nursing newbornġ971 druggie diary ‘Go Ask Alice’ was made up by suburban housewife Comedian Artie Lange completes New Jersey drug court program
