*cricketbox*

I actually slept last night.  For the first time in what seems like weeks I didn’t have any horrible dreams, and woke up in a fantastic mood.
Which lasted for about a full two minutes.
I went to check on my mom who’s been sick, and was promptly informed that she won’t have insurance through my father’s [...]

So, lately, I’ve been harangued in my sleep by memories that feel like subconscious vomit. All my fears, horrible memories and worst moments haunting me from the time my head hits pillow until my feet hit floor (if I’m lucky, some days it lasts until I can find something suitably distracting).