Every night my medicine makes me pass out, and they turns my dreams to nightmares. I've been afraid to sleep for a while now but I can't win against my dear friend Lamotrigine. It's supposed to help me, not haunt me. Sleeping with the light on, tired and paranoid all day. I skipped a night of my medicine, and my dreams are good again now...until the end. They still turn horrifying and I can't sleep for long. I think skipping them made me sick...and my emotions are everywhere. I cry out of nowhere, and I can't focus on anything for long unless its music. When will this stop? I've got people who hold me when I cry, they care when I don't, the love me. I love them too and I don't know where I would be without them holding me up. Someone was trying to break in my apartment and by the time I got ahold of Chris, everything was better but he still came to watch over me since I was scared and I'm sick. I'm lucky to have someone care so much. It paid off for him though, he got food and things that'll be handy around the house. The pill, L, is tugging at me, beckoning me to sleep. I have to cave in, it's getting harder to stay awake. Time to test out my dreams, and plead for L to let them be nice.
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Life Is A Bitch, Right?
RandomPretty much my journal am thoughts and shit so yeah read or don't whatever it's just here.
