My brain, my poor brain
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my brain, my poor brain
my brain, my poor brain
drinking myself to sleep again
night nurse pills to keep me sane
drinking myself to sleep again
insomnia
- Insomnia by Feeder
I used to sing this chorus a lot, it became my theme tune of sorts. I was an insomniac pretty much through all of my teenage years, 13-19, and then I slept so well, so much, it felt like I was catching up on all that sleep I missed out on. I could, and still can on occasion, sleep for 18 hours at a time, claiming backs years of sleep that I missed.
Now I sort of have monthly insomnia, that it set off by PMS, and usually passes easily enough, on it’s own, without any real effort from me. Sometimes it lasts longer. Sometimes it turns into a whole thing for weeks where I’m just semi-nocturnal.
At the moment it’s been ten days of falling to sleep around four am, getting up at one (or earlier), and I’m trying to stop it becoming worse but it’s not quite working out too well. Getting up has been agony, worse than ever, and just the idea of going to bed hurts, because I know how hard getting up will be. And I do want to get up and do things and be productive, but it’s just, by time morning comes, and I’m in bed, it feels impossible.
It becomes impossible.
So, back to sleeping tablets once more. Which I love and hate. And they’re a pain to get, I only ever get seven, and I have to listen to the doctor of the day, list other alternatives to help me sleep, as if I haven’t tried them all before.
I have. I’m 28. I’ve had trouble sleeping on and off for 15 years and I have tried everything.
Anyway. Hopefully I’ll be back on track by Wednesday.
my brain, my poor brain
my brain, my poor brain
drinking myself to sleep again
night nurse pills to keep me sane
drinking myself to sleep again
insomnia
- Insomnia by Feeder
I used to sing this chorus a lot, it became my theme tune of sorts. I was an insomniac pretty much through all of my teenage years, 13-19, and then I slept so well, so much, it felt like I was catching up on all that sleep I missed out on. I could, and still can on occasion, sleep for 18 hours at a time, claiming backs years of sleep that I missed.
Now I sort of have monthly insomnia, that it set off by PMS, and usually passes easily enough, on it’s own, without any real effort from me. Sometimes it lasts longer. Sometimes it turns into a whole thing for weeks where I’m just semi-nocturnal.
At the moment it’s been ten days of falling to sleep around four am, getting up at one (or earlier), and I’m trying to stop it becoming worse but it’s not quite working out too well. Getting up has been agony, worse than ever, and just the idea of going to bed hurts, because I know how hard getting up will be. And I do want to get up and do things and be productive, but it’s just, by time morning comes, and I’m in bed, it feels impossible.
It becomes impossible.
So, back to sleeping tablets once more. Which I love and hate. And they’re a pain to get, I only ever get seven, and I have to listen to the doctor of the day, list other alternatives to help me sleep, as if I haven’t tried them all before.
I have. I’m 28. I’ve had trouble sleeping on and off for 15 years and I have tried everything.
Anyway. Hopefully I’ll be back on track by Wednesday.
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