tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4433738082974955694.post1816275896033429655..comments2023-12-11T23:17:39.356-08:00Comments on The Klonopin Chronicles: I Am Invisible. I Am Inaudible.The Klonopin Chronicleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09000707731307885384noreply@blogger.comBlogger29125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4433738082974955694.post-73343372730762419752014-06-06T10:48:13.793-07:002014-06-06T10:48:13.793-07:00Been there,UGH! Finally had to have his MOTHER com...Been there,UGH! Finally had to have his MOTHER come & GET him the first time. Then she,at 18 during the summer,went to him several hours away.Stayed a few weeks. HATED not knowing if she was ok,where exactly she was,etc.He visited with increasing frequency & (of course) wound up staying again,but I didn't push because I knew I was moving 1000 miles away to my fiance's & she was still on the fence whether to stay with him or follow.Success!! A few months before the move they parted ways & she moved with us,just finished cosmetology school,she's doing great. If I'd taken a hard line it might not have gone so well.Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12540126054548437101noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4433738082974955694.post-87219057635789238052012-12-13T02:33:20.729-08:002012-12-13T02:33:20.729-08:00My God...we are all more alike that I ever thought...My God...we are all more alike that I ever thought. <br />Strength and love to you.<br />~Psychotic Break/LRMAnonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07591682960256895583noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4433738082974955694.post-38887409544203676042012-12-06T21:40:22.723-08:002012-12-06T21:40:22.723-08:00Seriously beautifully written. Seriously beautifully written. Sarah Dhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04446728275956121035noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4433738082974955694.post-83618279588493378212012-12-06T17:54:52.036-08:002012-12-06T17:54:52.036-08:00 I read every post but never comment but please kn... I read every post but never comment but please know that I hear you. <br />I hear you because I too live unheard. Thank you for being strong enough to share so people know they are not alone feeling like this.<br /><br />redheadbakerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07040002018009542874noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4433738082974955694.post-48614799491104142812012-12-06T17:23:22.644-08:002012-12-06T17:23:22.644-08:00Hello and thank you for the kind words. For those...Hello and thank you for the kind words. For those of you with suggestions--thank you! But as always, I am working through every option and that includes the ones you suggest. Namaste and LYLAS and all that good chit, mon.Mina Klonopinahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07591217992232548529noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4433738082974955694.post-28619192218051779972012-12-06T13:40:54.843-08:002012-12-06T13:40:54.843-08:00Between this blog post and your response, Tina, I ...Between this blog post and your response, Tina, I am in awe. You women have such a magical way with words and are both so strong and amazing. I admire the shit out of both of you. Mommy Drinks Because You Cryhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13575785180886896306noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4433738082974955694.post-10784406141855070872012-12-06T09:35:55.414-08:002012-12-06T09:35:55.414-08:00Being utterly dismissed is a hard feeling to deal ...Being utterly dismissed is a hard feeling to deal with. Not mattering is painful. Your beautiful words wash over me like waves. Comforting waves lapping over the scars from the daggers that were plunged into me year after year of not mattering to my husband.<br /><br />I kicked him out. I started to heal. The open wounds scarred over. The waves of your words wash over me, comforting me, reassuring me that I made the right decision. <br /><br />I wish you peace and light. <3SoberTinahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11561666971834678871noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4433738082974955694.post-47426341499659870432012-12-06T05:37:51.269-08:002012-12-06T05:37:51.269-08:00A big hug to you and a throat punch to him... and ...A big hug to you and a throat punch to him... and the boy. Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18080396949453610224noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4433738082974955694.post-15056414397058451312012-12-06T05:14:35.220-08:002012-12-06T05:14:35.220-08:00The boy should have your side of the bed. You get...The boy should have your side of the bed. You get the fuck out. Take your own boy. and GO. Go to a place where your voice is heard. Where your voice is loud and clear. Where you can say, "I am good" and let it settle in your bones and make right what is wrong. Mutha.The Madwomanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10386592582973238263noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4433738082974955694.post-59208266405871845912012-12-06T05:07:58.266-08:002012-12-06T05:07:58.266-08:00It amazes me how much feeling you put into your wo...It amazes me how much feeling you put into your words. I feel them like I am living them and it is a beautiful thing. You write how I feel and I feel what you write...it's hard to explain, but you are amazing!Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03742463766400814914noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4433738082974955694.post-26144993172198472092012-12-06T04:19:42.037-08:002012-12-06T04:19:42.037-08:00For a crazy person, you sure are articulate...said...For a crazy person, you sure are articulate...said the crazy person. ;-) You know that not being heard and being treated as though you were invisible can you make you feel crazy when you aren't...right? Right???The Readerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15532144873595308698noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4433738082974955694.post-74560370371639891932012-12-06T00:14:36.367-08:002012-12-06T00:14:36.367-08:00I read your blogs and follow your FB. I don't ...I read your blogs and follow your FB. I don't usually comment but this one struck me. Beautifully written! I wish you could hear you. That is the person that matters most. Don't deny yourself your own voice, listen to yourself. Because the person that isn't hearing you the most, is you. Don't forget to love you, because you are awesome and deserve it! *hugs*Melissahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07719328872775177352noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4433738082974955694.post-64419790753240184022012-12-05T23:04:07.665-08:002012-12-05T23:04:07.665-08:00I am invisible. I am unseen & unheard. The si...I am invisible. I am unseen & unheard. The silences drown out my tiny voice, even though I'm yelling. I have my own demons to wrestle & I am fighting with them so this bubble I'm in, that only echoes my own claims back to me, this bubble that keeps me from being seen & heard, this bubble...how do I get out of it?. There has to be a soft place to land, somewhere....right? Jenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04428019036088153879noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4433738082974955694.post-83600196130600010182012-12-05T21:59:49.392-08:002012-12-05T21:59:49.392-08:00Even though this is a rough situation, your words ...Even though this is a rough situation, your words bring comfort to me - the way you write and the way I can picture exactly what you're going through, and I appreciate that. Thoughts are with you, my blogging friend. Kaila with an ihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05230309723889765676noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4433738082974955694.post-19389107209273655502012-12-05T21:25:05.337-08:002012-12-05T21:25:05.337-08:00You, my dear friend, are a writer. A real writer. ...You, my dear friend, are a writer. A real writer. You are amazing. I hope you know that.Patti Fordhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10837255230587367510noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4433738082974955694.post-27822324507273939112012-12-05T21:10:45.451-08:002012-12-05T21:10:45.451-08:00I read that as though it were written by an angry ...I read that as though it were written by an angry invisible Dr. Seuss. Hope that's okay. I'm petty. Like super petty. The minute the boy and girl left I would steal the mini fridge. I may even slice a hole in the mattress and slide in a block of cheese....or maybe some of the doggy do that the girl fails to clean up and then put the sheet back on. If you can't communicate by speech find an alternate langueage. Like I said though, I'm petty. Hugs (and please don't yell at me about my name again haha) My Pleasant Nightmarehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02945826705345173748noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4433738082974955694.post-41938723263898877282012-12-05T21:04:08.817-08:002012-12-05T21:04:08.817-08:00I relate. I feel for you. I hear you, I see you....I relate. I feel for you. I hear you, I see you. You are here and I respect you. I wish those in your house were the same. I'm sorry. :( ((hugs))<br />~Mom's World (aka Darla)Darla @ Moms Worldhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05106443091458916522noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4433738082974955694.post-41579188348109308752012-12-05T20:39:12.360-08:002012-12-05T20:39:12.360-08:00That would totally piss me the hell off!
That would totally piss me the hell off!<br />Pandora Brookshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00698661886013602626noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4433738082974955694.post-47589434970677746772012-12-05T20:38:36.662-08:002012-12-05T20:38:36.662-08:00Thank you! That is a wonderful thing to say. I&#...Thank you! That is a wonderful thing to say. I'm so glad you like them. Mina Klonopinahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07591217992232548529noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4433738082974955694.post-2302611002300048782012-12-05T20:37:33.900-08:002012-12-05T20:37:33.900-08:00I love you, person I've never met!I love you, person I've never met!<br />Mina Klonopinahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07591217992232548529noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4433738082974955694.post-84233759923329922692012-12-05T20:36:27.656-08:002012-12-05T20:36:27.656-08:00I can relate but as a teen with a live-in BF and i...I can relate but as a teen with a live-in BF and it was all bad news. I hope they hear and see you very soon <3Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12213316853994134426noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4433738082974955694.post-47717127109849230822012-12-05T20:29:03.378-08:002012-12-05T20:29:03.378-08:00I've lived your frustration. Twice over with b...I've lived your frustration. Twice over with both my daughters. One stayed for a year. The other for almost 3. I swayed between rage & impotence the whole time. Finally, we grew up. Me. Them. I stayed. The guys moved on. If I had any advice to offer, it would simply be: make home an uncomfortable & unbearable place to be at every opportunity. At least equal to what you feel, but ultimately more so for them. Do it without being unfair or unreasonable & you will be able someday to reclaim your home and your self respect. I'm sending you positive vibes and serene wishes in hopes you come out of this with everything you love intact. Good luck good lady.Gypsyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08734929570208014633noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4433738082974955694.post-88858660489609857802012-12-05T20:26:01.357-08:002012-12-05T20:26:01.357-08:00It's a hard thing to try to live where you'...It's a hard thing to try to live where you're not respected and your opinion is never heard. I'm so sorry you're in this spot! Dina Marie ~ A Plucky Procrastinatorhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05498737352749680140noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4433738082974955694.post-91902741947793331022012-12-05T20:12:39.488-08:002012-12-05T20:12:39.488-08:00I love your blogs. They make me peaceful:)I love your blogs. They make me peaceful:)wrayhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06625522797781292796noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4433738082974955694.post-26205520076171206242012-12-05T20:03:22.835-08:002012-12-05T20:03:22.835-08:00Oh....if I could rush over I would just to hug you...Oh....if I could rush over I would just to hug you right now. xoxoKelly DeBiehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13981707412487075926noreply@blogger.com