The universe decided to hate me with this sequence of events. I got no sleep last night from stress and my sleep schedule was messed up but I had to be up early so I just decided to go sleepless. I really tried my hardest at my appointment and it was going somewhere and means something to me but a laundry pipe broke and started covering the floor in water. And that happened twice. Of course I woke up to my parents fighting over it twice. At least this time something happened and they aren’t arguing over dust or something so menial but I basically got no rest after my session and this has to stop. None of this has anything to do with me but both of my parents still involve me with the “stop you’ll wake [me] up” or “she said/did this [from decades ago, why dont you yell at her”.
it took me until this year to learn how to cry. Maybe someday i can learn to sleep but i think something that simple will be a lifelong fight. I am now running on 1.5h sleep and for the last two weeks have gotten 4 hours on most dayys
it took me until this year to learn how to cry. Maybe someday i can learn to sleep but i think something that simple will be a lifelong fight. I am now running on 1.5h sleep and for the last two weeks have gotten 4 hours on most dayys