August 14th, 2012
I’m thinking that taking a Klonopin pill with a nice topped off glass of wine, rather than the advised glass of water, is not such a good idea.
And yet, that’s JUST what I just did.
JUST…as in a few minutes ago.
Today has been a doozy and it’s probably about to get wilder or crazier or more accident-prone for me, since I am already accident-prone. Did I mention that?
Hence, this will be a short post. Because my brain is quickly doing something that I have yet to define properly, maybe because I am not thinking straight. Not shutting down, I wouldn’t say its shutting down…just…going numb?
I don’t fucking know.
All I know is from last night the depression has hit with with a fucking wallop and I am just treading water now. Sink or swim? Sink or swim? How many times will I have to answer this fucking QUESTION already?
- Breathless (drinkleidownpassout.com)
- WHY Hast Thou Forsaken Me? (drinkleidownpassout.com)
- New Crazy Meds (drinkleidownpassout.com)
- The Use of the Minor Tranquilizers: Xanax, Ativan, Klonopin, and Valium (psychologytoday.com)