tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4433738082974955694.post3815764790634522836..comments2023-12-11T23:17:39.356-08:00Comments on The Klonopin Chronicles: DisorientedThe Klonopin Chronicleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09000707731307885384noreply@blogger.comBlogger12125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4433738082974955694.post-25158224801221825852013-07-24T11:30:16.046-07:002013-07-24T11:30:16.046-07:00Thank you. I'm listening. And nodding. And ...Thank you. I'm listening. And nodding. And trying to remember.Mina Klonopinahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07591217992232548529noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4433738082974955694.post-9709276630466911352013-07-23T17:18:45.026-07:002013-07-23T17:18:45.026-07:00I don't know what I was going to write, but I ...I don't know what I was going to write, but I got sucked into Harriet's response. I hadn't seen that before but it is so effing true. And also so hard to remember that Real You and Monster You (that's what I call it) are not the same person. That can be disorienting in itself. Hang in there.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4433738082974955694.post-55488316355085173412013-07-18T22:19:29.226-07:002013-07-18T22:19:29.226-07:00Yep!!! I'm happy. I've been watching one o...Yep!!! I'm happy. I've been watching one of my favorite bloggers/crackpage be a total badass while life fucks with her and her family. You're keeping your shit together, still kicking ass at work AND you're keeping your sense of humor. I've got mad respect for you lady. Work that shit, sista.Cheeseburger Philosophyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09280207601476451962noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4433738082974955694.post-83097091869204906722013-07-15T20:32:49.768-07:002013-07-15T20:32:49.768-07:00Love the Bloggess. Love.
www.thebloggess.comLove the Bloggess. Love.<br /><br />www.thebloggess.comMina Klonopinahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07591217992232548529noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4433738082974955694.post-37658226538123456142013-07-14T21:05:44.444-07:002013-07-14T21:05:44.444-07:00As the Bloggess says "Depression lies" (...As the Bloggess says "Depression lies" (and Bipolar and Anxiety are her lying ass friends). Since hearing that I have tried to think of Depressed Becky as a different person from just Becky. So writing in the third person is the only logical way to write the way I see it.<br /><br />For all of you still not hip to The Bloggess, you gotta check her out, she's as effed up as all of us and just as awesome.<br />www dot thebloggess dot com Harriet Klinklemeyerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14746587298016214570noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4433738082974955694.post-86623809022910574112013-07-09T21:24:50.352-07:002013-07-09T21:24:50.352-07:00Okay. Sobbing now. You happy? Thanks a fucking ...Okay. Sobbing now. You happy? Thanks a fucking lot. <3<br />Mina Klonopinahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07591217992232548529noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4433738082974955694.post-17550875986866397402013-07-09T13:59:19.298-07:002013-07-09T13:59:19.298-07:00Don't you dare clean that house for them!Don't you dare clean that house for them!JMachttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15612218317991092804noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4433738082974955694.post-60457218654052868262013-07-09T13:27:21.080-07:002013-07-09T13:27:21.080-07:00You write so beautifully. I love this. I hate that...You write so beautifully. I love this. I hate that you're going through this, but I appreciate the beauty that comes out of this. I've said it (and thought it) so many times: I can't wait until you're on the other side of all of this. Because you will be one day. But I hate this part for you and for anyone in it because this part SUCKS ASS. And yes, you gotta fucking cry sometimes or you'd be a straight up weirdo. Let it out. And let it out here. xoxoxoJennifer Isa Workinprogresshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04861293223511781748noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4433738082974955694.post-70775453689801443852013-07-09T08:37:28.388-07:002013-07-09T08:37:28.388-07:00So then she drinks a couple of beers and declares ...So then she drinks a couple of beers and declares valiantly "Fuck this - I might have a mood disorder, but I refuse to let it be blamed for everything...especially when my partner in life refuses to support me in a fight to save my daughter's life." Then she shaves her legs, puts on her nicest bra and some kick-ass shoes, and finds a place to go dancing. And she's absolutely f.a.b.u.l.o.u.s.Cheeseburger Philosophyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09280207601476451962noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4433738082974955694.post-21987511146233044572013-07-09T07:32:59.578-07:002013-07-09T07:32:59.578-07:00Hang in there, woman... (((HUGS)))Hang in there, woman... (((HUGS)))Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11206199274363357396noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4433738082974955694.post-47216835101621827852013-07-09T07:23:39.993-07:002013-07-09T07:23:39.993-07:00Also crashing from a manic episode, the mania is l...Also crashing from a manic episode, the mania is like a nice vacation from my usual depression. I think I might start speaking in the third person too :)Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09228940537282935471noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4433738082974955694.post-23948987755906769942013-07-09T04:58:44.318-07:002013-07-09T04:58:44.318-07:00Sometimes writing in the third keeps one objective...Sometimes writing in the third keeps one objective. Drink that beer and never let them* see you sweat. Or cry, whatever. You are doing the right thing, and you tried more than your best to hold it together. Save yourself!<br /><br />*to quote MWDAS, even the "crotchfruit"Lizhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02895606128249859507noreply@blogger.com