It did and it helped.

I got a few hours of sleep, granted when I'm awake my anxiety and everything else returns full force, at least I slept. To be honest, I'm really beginning to feel like I'm some sort of child who can't be left alone. That and... I feel like I'm also just a waist of air and space. Not sure if it was intentional but something someone said last night really brought on the feeling of being worthless. Words have never really bugged me before. The only time they do is when their words seem to be taken right out of my current thought process. And there it was. Making me realize I'm not the only one thinking it and therefore it's not just 'in my head' that I'm useless. I do nothing. I'm crippled by my mind and have since become only an expensive burden.

Just woke up an hour ago and I already wish I could fall back asleep. Sure, sleep is dangerous because of the nightmares/memories, but at least I'm not conscious in a world that doesn't make sense.