Private - Ramblings
Click to viewI should be sleeping. Isaribi was crying, woke me up. Or maybe it was my screaming that woke her up. If I wasn't worried about not being able to wake up if she needed me, I'd dose myself to the gills with sleeping meds. Still, it does no one good if I end up waking everyone up several times a week with my night terrors.
I guess I'll talk to the doctor about it tomorrow, at my appointment. At the very least, my stomach pains should be sorted out then. Still won't want to eat much, never did like to eat much. Doesn't stop Mom from worrying, nagging that I'm underweight.
Under: weight, loved, estimated, the radar, water, heavy medication, stress, age.
Great start to break. Hard to believe I'm a third year now. Lost some good friends to graduation, everyone moving on, away. Lucky. Still have a year to go, then... what? No clue, that's not good. Need to figure that out.
Need to sleep, too tired to stay awake.