16 February 2009
Someday I'll sleep normally again
I can't sleep. Again. No, it's not that I can't sleep again, it's that I don't want to go to bed and sleep- tomorrow afternoon, tomorrow night, that I'm looking forward to. It's the job, where there is no respect and no desire, and I'm so completely unhappy that I dread the very idea of going to bed because that means in a few hours I'll be going there. Or maybe it's because I really don't enjoy dreaming, and if I only get a few hours of sleep I never hit REM sleep. Either way, I know this has a lot to do with the PTSD, but damn I'm getting tired of this.