My Life with Anxiety, PTSD & Bipolar 2

Last night was rough. Every time I woke up my shirt would be soaked. I wasn’t having bad dreams that I remember. I took a sleeping medication I was prescribed by my psychiatrist. I never take it because I hate sleeping meds, they leave me feeling like crap the next day. I’m pretty sure I was up every few hours due to the medication. I won’t be taking it again.

Today I just feel off. You know that feeling you have when you don’t take your medication and you can tell. That’s how I feel.

This morning I asked to use my mom’s brush. My hair was everywhere and you could tell my hair had been soaked last night too.

I’m kinda curious how many times I can flip my pillow over in one night due to it being soaked. Haha

I think it’s interesting how even without night terrors…

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