I'm starting to wonder if I might have developed some sort of
hypnophobia, or somniphobia. It's not that I can't fall asleep, it's
something else... I deliberately keep myself awake, though I don't
really want to, I drink insane amounts of caffeine, and I slip my
sleeping meds. I'm afraid of sleeping, and of falling asleep.
It's hard to say why, but mostly I think it's because of the loss of
control cause I can't control how long I’m gonna be asleep for. I
don't just hate it when I sleep for 24 hours straight, it feels I’m
being trapped. That I can't get up no matter what I do. Also
nightmares and night terrors aren't so cozy looking forward to...
Yeah, I just keep finding new depths of everything. I had this
back in June as well, but it got sorted out at the psych-ward
when they pumped me full of sleeping meds. Apparently the problem
wasn't completely solved. But did my lovesickness trigger this
hypnophobia or are they entirely unrelated?
How will I get a better sleeping pattern if I won't even take my
sedatives? I'm frigging sitting here with a horrible stomachache,
slight nausea, headache and I’m so fucking exhausted but keep
gulping energy drinks and watching horror movies to keep myself
awake. For some reason this has taken the upper hand now, and it's
causing a distress I haven't been able to put my finger on until now.
It's got it's own little file in my mind somehow. Jeez... I don't
know what to do with this! If I get admitted again the same thing
will happen again: they'll stuff me full with pills and force me to
bed at night for a week or so, and they I’ll get back to this.
Cause they can't medicate my fear away. Wonder if Adelina is
still there, by the way?
No, not the time to think about girls. Or any other wonderful people
I’m a nobody to. Or anyone else for that matter. Fuck, I’m over
her anyway, barely even knew her. I’ve only got eyes for one
person and he's not here. And maybe I should just get admitted
again? I’m not suicidal but I think I could qualify for a few days
rest there or something. It's not like they even provide
suicide watch there. Stupid morons. Wonder how many completed
suicides happened there! It was like they took for granted you would
surrender yourself blindly to their care by coming there as suicidal.
Hello? Did anyone there have a medical education?! Suicidal people
can't think straight, they're blinding themselves with massive
feelings of hopelessness, worthlessness and all the other lessnesses!
That's why you go there, cause you need someone else to save
you from yourself!
Okay, enough about that. I’m not suicidal, I just forgot how to
survive. They say the summer is over now, but mine isn't. If I
keep saying this is an awful summer, can't the autumn just
wait until I get a little better? So that I won't have to say it's
been awful summer and autumn? Cause that is too long, two
seasons awfulness is just too damn much.
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