insomnia as defined in the dictionary: habitual sleeplessness; inability to sleep.
the problem is, it’s so much more than that.
i just had another bad night where despite being sick my brain refused to sleep. well, i shouldn’t say that. at least a got a good try, but after waking up for no reason followed by two of the worst nightmares ive ever had, i subconsciously decided to stop sleeping, despite only getting around 3 hours. thank god im sick and i have an excuse to stay at home, but now i cant sleep it off because i cant calm myself down enough to sleep. i keep feeling like the blanket is suffocating me, and the images keep cutting through my slumber. im gonna go through another day with exhaustion wearing away at me with no way to solve it.
why is my soul trying to kill my brain?