No Rest for the Wicked
I sat down to write about my inability to stop thinking at night when I should be attempting to rest. Lately life has been more stressful than usual but I have suffered from insomnia for over two decades. It seems that my mind never stops; I swear to you that it runs on Energizer batteries! It is like a brain possessed. All night long I will try to sleep but I am only just barely dozing with a thin veil separating me from being fully awake. I can remember repeating sentences in my head repetitively all night long while attempting to get some much needed rest. It is disheartening, tiring and absolutely a hair pulling experience to be awake while everyone else in the house is sleeping the sleep of the dead. I am the one who gets to feel like the living dead. Enough is enough; I have to find a cure for this condition.
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