Apr 06, 2008 08:43
so, remember how--like 2 months ago--i had that little "talking in my sleep" thing that caused so much trouble and took a while to smooth over?
Well, it happened again.
I've been exhausted all week, figure it's my depression kicking my ass. B has been over the last two nights, taking care of me, doing all the good g/f things. No complaints from me at all. If anything, i've felt bad for being such a fucking bump on a log.
So, some time in the middle of the night last night, apparently i start talking...and saying hurtful things to her. Not as bad as last time--thank God--but still not good. and none of those hurtful things i said to her are, in reality, true.
Of course, i don't find out i've done this until early this morning. She's hurt, detached, and has left to go home--and i can't blame her. I have a pounding headache and have wished i could just disappear.
Maybe it's just best if i'm fucking single--or at least sleep alone. Then i won't inadvertantly hurt the people i love.
2:15 p.m. update Wow. we talked it through and we're okay. i love that there are months of good, consistent actions to counteract the shit i say when i sleep-talk.