Ugh. I don't think I've had a decent night's sleep in weeks. Hours until I can fall asleep, awake before dawn and trouble falling back to sleep. If I'm lucky I'll get one restless hour at daybreak. My dreams, which are usually vivid and colorful, have been weird...paranoid. Hiding from dangerous people. Stuff like that. I suspect that the fantastic med that's so successfully easing my terrible anxiety is contributing to insomnia. But I'll take the insomnia over the anxiety any day. I just wish I could take afternoon naps like I did during the summer.
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