Woke up from another nightmare.

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I'm just ... so tired of these nightmares. I'm tired from the lack of sleep. I'm tired of the emotional drain. I'm tired of needing to go around the house, and turn on the lights. A lot of the time, I won't remember what I dreamed about. I'll just wake up, feeling scared, or angry, or something like that. I remembered what I dreamed about last night/this morning. I'm not sure if that's better or worse.

I was curled up, and laying on my side, in some place that was dark and cramped. I could smell turpentine, and other chemicals. The place I was in was made of metal, including the doors in front of me. I knew I was hiding, but not exactly why. I tried pushing the doors open, but they were locked.

My heart started thumping. I knew I'd be in trouble if I made too much noise. But I also really needed to go, and I knew I'd also be in trouble if I wet myself. My eyes started burning with tears. I was trapped, and no matter what I did, I knew something bad would happen.

It took me a while after I woke up, before I felt brave enough to get out of bed, and start turning on the lights, so I could get to the bathroom. I really wish I could get these nightmares to stop.

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