u/JJackieM89

I’ve been on 2 m Klonopin for years after my dad died. At first it was Amazing. I could actually function. Now, 10 months later, nothing—NOTHING. I’m might as well take nothing a at all. I miss the comfort it gave me. Has anyone has had had anything similar with Klonopin losing effect?

Besides Mamdani, Talarico, and Crockett, I don’t know of any other millennials who have an important voice in politics. We’ve had the same old guys in the capital for our entire lives and they’re literally having strokes on camera (i.e. McConnell) and these are the people shaping OUR future and our children’s future! What’s wrong with retiring? Surely they have enough money to buy a nice house by the beach and enjoy their millions. Hell, if I had that much money, I’d never work again, and I’m 37! What’s the point for them? I believe that the people making the laws should be people who have to live to see these changes being implemented. We worked our entire lives to still have white, senile men make decisions for us? It’s 2026, and it’s a shame that elderly men are still in power.

Edit: reading these responses (thank you by the way!) so what happens when all of these older people die and millennials actually become the older generation? Will it be a slow process of integration into power? Because eventually the younger people will HAVE to come into power.

Two nights ago, I noticed my cat, Mira, wasn’t acting like herself. I called to make a vet appointment for the next day, but they said if it got worse, I should bring her to the ER vet, which I ended up doing. Turns out she was in complete renal failure, but never showed signs of it until that day. The humane thing was to put her down. Two days later I’m still sobbing, no motivation, I even had to quit my job because they would not give me time off since I had only been there 2 months. Mira was my whole heart. She was the BEST cat, got me through so many hard times and family deaths. I could not function in a work setting even if I tried. I have no idea what to do. How do I move on? I still have my other cat, Fiona, a Siamese, and I love her so, so much and want to be there for her, too. It’s like I don’t want to leave her alone. I don’t know how she is processing it. They weren’t super close, but at least they had each other. I feel the need to adopt again, not now, but soon, just so she has another cat around when I’m gone. I don’t know what to do. I can’t function, can’t eat, just feel constant guilt. Mira was always so attuned to my emotions, and slept with her paw on my heart most nights. How do I get through this? I feel guilty for quitting my job, but the demand was insane, and I had no support from anyone there. No one even said they were sorry. And I work in mental health. There’s NO way I could face clients like this; it would be irresponsible and ethically wrong. I feel so useless right now, like I’m failing at everything. Advice appreciated.