The whirlwind of the daily fight begins and ends with sleep. I find my body simultaneously fearing and needing sleep at night. The nightmares come that bring me that floaty feeling in the morning. Paradoxically, the floaty feeling pins me to the bed. Trying to extricate myself from bed is a daily fight, a struggle. It’s like this heavy weighted blanket has been placed on me, and the harder I try to shake it the more persistent it becomes in staying on me, and keeping me in that bed. At night I don’t want to get in that bed, and in the morning I can’t get out of it. Can we reverse this please?
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I go through this. Every. Single. Day. You are the first person I’ve ever known to word it exactly as I have. Many times. Why is it so hard to go do? It seems like everyone else does it so easily! I think I commented on one of your other posts (or was it someone else?) that getting out of bed in the morning is nothing short of an accomplishment. Instead of beating myself up for not wanting to get out, I’ve learned to applaud myself for actually doing it. Day after day. No matter how bad things get in my life, there is nothing worse than the period when I actually didn’t get out of bed. You are such an amazing soul for writing this blog. I am so glad I found you!
Thank you so much for your support. I so appreciate it!
Absolutely! You’re not alone!