If you haven't, you might also look into...
...ummm, come on, rote memory, don't fail me now...
...I think it's tricyclic antidepressants. Mirtazepine and related drugs. They are older and less commonly used, primarily because they're more likely to screw with your thyroid than SSRIs...
...and they worked like a charm for me. No more sleepless nights, no more laying there for hours, less medicine head than cold medicine (which I avoid unless absolutely necessary) and gone within 20 minutes of waking up.
Waking up rested, may I add. Ready to go. With less anxiety. All the time. Other than being paranoid about hypothyroidism, better than I've felt since, like, puberty.
I miss it. It's nice. Breastfeeding is really wonderful-- cheap, easy, convenient, nothing to prepare, refrigerate, or boil. And I'm still giving serious thought to formula as it means I'll get my happy pills back next June instead of, like, April of 2013.
Before I manage to totally put you off anything stronger-- I don't think my risperidone nightmare is representative. Common enough that it shouldn't have been dismissed (or that the psych who dismissed it should have been dismissed a little more promptly herself), but not by any means representative. Others here have taken it without anything like the "full patient information leaflet experience" I had.
In the end, I'm more to blame than anyone. I'm the one who said, "I'm broken. I have to take it because the experts said so." And persevered-- more like perseverated-- in following the idiot psych's instructions to the letter for the greater part of two months after the hideous side effects materialized and the promised help did not.
Hell I still think I should be taking it. Even knowing what I know. Because it's The Prescribed HFA Treatment and it minimizes my "horrible personality." Tells you what an idiot I can be once I get a bone in my teeth.
Upshot: I hope you find something that helps. Anxiety sucks. Moreover, though, DO NOT UNDER ANY CIRCUMSTANCES LET YOURSELF START THINKING LIKE ME!! !! !!
General advice, free for all: NEVER, NEVER, NEVER invalidate yourself like that. There's a difference between listening to a point of view, taking someone's advice, checking out other options, and INVALIDATING YOUR OWN SELF.
I can't tell you what it is-- hey, you know, AS, shades of gray-- but I CAN tell you that it's there and that it's BLOODY important.
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"Alas, our dried voices when we whisper together are quiet and meaningless, as wind in dry grass, or rats' feet over broken glass in our dry cellar." --TS Eliot, "The Hollow Men"