I am nowhere near the top of Google’s results for the search for “clonazepam,” yet that’s the search term that sends me all my (meagre) traffic. Where are people finding this link? How many pages of Google results must they be paging through to find this page?
It’s the post called “A little something” [...]
It’s not that time passes slowly but that time passes emptily. Empty of thoughts other than the self-lacerating kind, the mind passes the time quickly, preoccupied as it is with itself.
Quick: how do other people pass their time on a Sunday afternoon? Errands, trips to the park and the movies? Are they [...]
I’m about to check out – or have already checked out, because it’s currently running – a piece of software that disconnects you from the internets for an amount of time of your choosing.
I’m an internet addict. I have an addictive personality to begin with: cigarettes being the worst. But the internet comes [...]
What is hypomania expressing itself? You never know you have it till it’s gone. So afraid now of loneliness, after the year or two up. Seems to be going on locust years — seven years gone now, should be coming back round again. I hope. The last one kicked me [...]
I feel like stockpiling my clonazepam so I’m taking fewer each day that I’ve got a script for. What am I saving them up for? Don’t know just yet. Nothing nefarious. Something like supernap time one weekend day. Or something to come down from a depressive high, which I might be coming into soon, with [...]
Tomorrow night will mark the first time I meet a group of people expressly for the purpose of going over being Bipolar. I have no idea how this is going to go. Will report back later.