Sick of it, I say.
Of what?
Going to 'bed' at eleven thirty and still lying fully awake at one thirty. or going to bed earlier and being awake until four.
I'm just so damned paranoid once I turn the lights and tv/music off. This neighborhood (and quite frankly, all the ones surrounding it) has issues (ie, it has turned GHETTO) and I'm afraid of every noise I hear, whether I know for a fact it's nothing to worry about or not. I end up laying there, here, in the darkness other than the street lights shining in my window, just waiting for something to make a noise, or a car to screech, or sirens in the distance so I can go look out the window 'till that noise is gone. I'll lay there, hearing creaking noise of either my mom getting into bed or the dog adjusting, or whatever, and irrationally think- Is someone in the house? or Is someone going to break in? What if someone breaks in? Which bedroom would they go to first? Are they armed? What are they here for? and those usually continue on and on (usually making some horrific scene inside my head) until I can convince myself that if someone broke in, the dog and the birds would be the first to let us know something's wrong. I don't understand the logic, but I'd like it to stop. Sigh.
You'd think that putting on music or the radio would help, because it would drown out the other outside sounds, right? But it doesn't. XD I'll be listening to whatever music and want to stay listening to it--not sleep. Jeesh. I'm just difficult.
I mean, I've never felt safe in this house, which is why I'm super glad we'll be moving in a few weeks, but these past couple of weeks have been horrendous, sleep-wise. I get enough sleep, but I don't end up falling asleep out of exhaustion until early morning, so I sleep till noon or later. o_- Like the other day, oi vey, the flipping AIR CONDITIONER kicked on and scared the hell outta me.
I know I've got stress issues, as I am my father's daughter, lol, but it seems I'm worse than him in some areas. Who knows, though, as we're both freaking quiet about things.
I just want to go to beeeed. Argh.
Going to 'bed' at eleven thirty and still lying fully awake at one thirty. or going to bed earlier and being awake until four.
I'm just so damned paranoid once I turn the lights and tv/music off. This neighborhood (and quite frankly, all the ones surrounding it) has issues (ie, it has turned GHETTO) and I'm afraid of every noise I hear, whether I know for a fact it's nothing to worry about or not. I end up laying there, here, in the darkness other than the street lights shining in my window, just waiting for something to make a noise, or a car to screech, or sirens in the distance so I can go look out the window 'till that noise is gone. I'll lay there, hearing creaking noise of either my mom getting into bed or the dog adjusting, or whatever, and irrationally think- Is someone in the house? or Is someone going to break in? What if someone breaks in? Which bedroom would they go to first? Are they armed? What are they here for? and those usually continue on and on (usually making some horrific scene inside my head) until I can convince myself that if someone broke in, the dog and the birds would be the first to let us know something's wrong. I don't understand the logic, but I'd like it to stop. Sigh.
You'd think that putting on music or the radio would help, because it would drown out the other outside sounds, right? But it doesn't. XD I'll be listening to whatever music and want to stay listening to it--not sleep. Jeesh. I'm just difficult.
I mean, I've never felt safe in this house, which is why I'm super glad we'll be moving in a few weeks, but these past couple of weeks have been horrendous, sleep-wise. I get enough sleep, but I don't end up falling asleep out of exhaustion until early morning, so I sleep till noon or later. o_- Like the other day, oi vey, the flipping AIR CONDITIONER kicked on and scared the hell outta me.
I know I've got stress issues, as I am my father's daughter, lol, but it seems I'm worse than him in some areas. Who knows, though, as we're both freaking quiet about things.
I just want to go to beeeed. Argh.