January 11th, 2009
Yesterday I said that I was feeling better; well I am a lot better than I have been but things aren't perfect yet. I found that out when I decided that I had better go to bed and couldn't get to sleep. Reading didn't help, I couldn't concentrate on the page and kept reading the same couple of lines over and over again. I'm a lover of hot milky drinks and I had a cup of coffee anyway. And a warm bath was out as I'd had one of those already.
Midnight came and went, so did 1 o'clock, then 2 o'clock. I began to think that this might be one of those nights where I got no sleep at all. But at about 4.30 this morning, my eyelids finally began to droop and I fell asleep with no bother at all.
When my depression is at its worst, I will not sleep it is usual, and then I find that I cannot get back to sleep irregardless of what time I fall asleep. Today was different though. Today I slept right the way through until 9.30, so although I am tired, I have had a reasonable amount of sleep and I don't feel like crawling further under the duvet so that the world can't get at me.
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