I felt better than sleeping and I felt gratitude that I am awake and no longer sleeping because sleeping in the last time is hard and I feel tired in my dreams. Much better to be awake.
And when sleeping in the afternoon, I sometimes enjoy it because I am unconscious sometimes and I have no dreams and it feels good.
I don’t remember what it’s like to wake up. I haven’t fallen asleep for six days. It would be nice if this bout of insomnia would have fatal consequences but I fear it will only serve to fuel my anxiety.
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I felt better than sleeping and I felt gratitude that I am awake and no longer sleeping because sleeping in the last time is hard and I feel tired in my dreams. Much better to be awake.
And when sleeping in the afternoon, I sometimes enjoy it because I am unconscious sometimes and I have no dreams and it feels good.
My stupid fucking neighbors with the ugly kids are screaming “Woo” and listening to shit-dirt music again.
My stupid fucking neighbors with the ugly kids are screaming “Woo” and listening to shit-dirt music again. I’ll never be able to sleep now.
I felt confused. Then I grabbed a beer.
I felt really anxious, which was probably caused because of the nightmares I had, and well, because I’m really anxious person.
I felt unready to face real life.
Like going back to sleep.
Dread. And sadness that i woke up once again.
Nothing.
I don’t remember what it’s like to wake up. I haven’t fallen asleep for six days. It would be nice if this bout of insomnia would have fatal consequences but I fear it will only serve to fuel my anxiety.
Hugs
You too.
Tired. But it was 5 am, and I love walking the dog at the beach when it’s still pretty empty, so I got my ass out of bed anyways, and went outside.