Since I heard the news about my dad I haven’t slept a full night. It’s been going on almost two weeks now and I’m starting to weird out. I get up, get ready and go to work every day, but every day the world feels weirder. I feel less and less connected to reality. My sleep habits have gone to hell and I know that I’m depressed; I didn’t expect anything else.
I can fall asleep, but I wake up in the night and the hamster brain takes over. It runs and runs on that hamster wheel, getting no where and accomplishing nothing. I have to sleep soon, or something is going to break down.