Sleep is a myth perpetuated by Big Pharma and the makers of Melatonin.
I had panic attacks yesterday. Yes, plural. So, shit is actually getting pretty bad and I should really talk to Charon about it. Every night is nightmares/night terrors. I wake up sweating and/or shaking half the time. This is getting bad. I haven’t been this bad in forever. I can’t get in to see my psychiatrist until May. Although, if I’m being honest, I kinda feel like I only want to go back on meds to avoid actually dealing with my emotions.
Charon gave me some self-validation skills worksheets and she wants me to do at least one over the course of the next week. I don’t understand the worksheets.
In brighter news, I finally ordered a weighted blanket. It’s 16 lbs and should be arriving by next Thursday. I’ve made a new friend who is Trilingual and speaks English, French, and Japanese. I’m going to dub them Book Buddy on here. Because they also like books.
I’m tired and can’t concentrate well right now. I’m sorry.
-The Sarcastic Autist