I don't even get any peace from my dreams anymore. Yesterday, I dreamt that my parents were screaming at me for something. Last night, I dreamt that I escaped my house and went to school. But the entire world was basically a war zone and I kept seeing people get murdered in disturbing ways. I found this train and I got on the caboose. My T was there and she let me did with her. At first I felt safe, but then she asked me if I was at risk of SI again and I said yes. She got so mad saying "I thought you cut that out!!!" And she then sent me away. I left but then there was this air raid and I turned around and tried to get back to her, but the caboose was destroyed.

This is another reason why I don't sleep.