Right - sleep. So important. I am finally sleeping. Been on depakote 3 weeks and seroquel 1 week. Sometimes take half an ambien. I still have a tough time falling asleep at night. And waking up is really tough. I'd like to sleep in more, but work. Pdoc is gonna want me to take a leave and I understand I've been ill and need to heal. I could rest better if I didn't feel so judged by bf. He doesn't understand I'm ill when I don't look physically disabled and I hold a job, so far. Man I sure miss living alone. I really liked my alone time. Ugh I'm really overwhelmed.
I've never shown her any of my posts on here. Maybe I should show her this one? I always forget to say the things I meant to.
I'm terrified my son is using heroin again like I can feel it something is really wrong and there's not a thing I can do.
Other weird paranoias like the fridge closed before I could put the milk back in. I didn't stop it with my foot in time. And that means bad luck. It's so silly but ingrained in me at this point.
I once smashed a mirror cuz I was convinced it had a bad spirit in it who was making my daughter self harm. I wonder if that house I just sold and moved from was haunted and has cursed me for leaving. I hope the family living there now will be ok.
Now my cats are acting crazy running thru the house and the dog is barking maybe an earthquake is coming.