I couldn’t sleep much last night. I think I slept for about 2 hours, give or take. Unfortunately this isn’t foreign to me lately.
I cannot tell you the last time I slept soundly throughout the night.
Nightmares. God Damn Nightmares.
For the most part I can handle them. I’m used to them. I expect them now. I have at least one per night.
Usually they are filled with horrific scenes of my late father’s illness throughout the years. Sometimes they are plagued by this “Shadow Man”, appeared one night and hasn’t left since, torturing people that I love while I’m unable to do anything but watch helplessly.
The intensity has increased lately though. Even though I know they are coming and I’m aware of what they usually are - I’m still waking up with tears down my face, a feeling of paralysis and occasionally I’ll try to scream out for help and no sound will come out due to how afraid I have been left.
It’s aggravating. I just want to rest. I just want to enjoy just a single night of sleep.
Sorry for all of the jumbled ranting. Just had to get that off my chest. It’s been weighing me down for close to two weeks now.
Once this Coronavirus crisis ends I’ll be able to get into a doctor and start up therapy again.
I tried to go without meds and therapy.
Obviously it’s not working.
Oh well, I guess.. goodmorning.🤘🏻