11:36 p.m.
August 4, 2015
My cousin is laying next to me, getting on my nerves as usual. I'm older, she's 12, and we were about to watch a movie. But I decided to write and she decided to read.
Here's something else you don't know about me. I have insomnia! I wasn't actually diagnosed with it or anything but I have it. I know I do. I don't sleep well at all. There are nights where I'm lucky to get maybe two hours. And then are nights where I don't get any hours at all. I'm up all night. My mother doesn't believe me when I say I have trouble sleeping. It's okay though. She doesn't have to believe me. My cousin knows it's true.
**Sorry! If you don't know what Insomnia means, it means to have lack of sleep. In other words, you have trouble sleeping at night.**
But it's true. I know you see the pictures on Tumblr, Twitter, Instagram, and other social media. That not sleeping sort of forces you to start thinking about things you've done. Overthinking. You start getting upset about your past, or whatever terrible thing your going through at that moment in time. Next, your trying with everything in you to stop tears from falling down your face. It doesn't always work. I've never done anything like this but for some people you even begin to harm yourself physically so you don't have to focus on your emotional pain (Which I think is a strange concept).
THIS HAS HAPPENED TO ME! TOO MANY TIMES TO COUNT!
But I am going to try and get some sleep. I took my time writing this. Wish me luck.
Goodnight.
12:56 a.m.
August 5th, 2015
YOU ARE READING
Vent
De TodoThis isn't really a story. It can be if you want to...think whatever you want of it. I'm not sure if this has ever been done before but if not then this is going to be something new for us all. But this is going to be a diary sort of thing, where I'...
