Tomorrow is the day that LK comes up. I haven't seen her since September so i am SO excited to see her again. I am being a big fat gay with the worrying though. I wont let it ruin the time, that much i am sure of.
She will probs be arriving at about 3 tomorrow and everything is read for this arrival. I am so excited
We will be having our own Kissmass together which will be fun in itself. Eeeek. How stupendously exciting :D
Thought i would share with you a little slice of my sexy pie. THIS is what i looked like this morning. It was sick,
I nearly passed out when i saw that beast staring back at me.
Goodness knows what i must have been doing in my sleep last night.
Speaking of which, i slept okay-ish. Well, okay in comparison to some of the awful nights i have had of late but badly if you were to compare it to a 'normal' sleep pattern. not only do i find it hard to get off to the land of nod but im now struggling with bad dreams. And i don't just mean 'OMG i am so sad, my rat got hit with a bat' sorts of things. I am talking real night terrors.
And then there are a few really sad things thrown in there for good measure. Like yesterday morning, for example, i woke up and i could have sworn i had received some bad news via text. I did the normal thing of going back through my text conversations and i even checked my emails and Facebook messages and there was nothing. It seemed so real though and had me feeling on edge and quite teary all morning. That was, until i heard from the friend and she reassured me that everything was okay with her. It felt real as owt though and it was horrible.
The night terrors are the worst. They are turning me in to a jibbering fucking wreck. I keep waking up, paralysed with fear, too afraid to move in case there is somebody in the house or in the room. I have woken up shaking and crying more times than i can count this past week. I know how pathetic this is but I have even resorted to cuddling my teddybear for reassurance.
I am twenty one years old. An adult in all senses of the word. And i am laying in bed at night, cuddling a stuffed lion. Jesus. What a joke!
First of all, I always cuddle my teddy when I have nightmares (and sometimes when I am sad. Shush). I know how awful night terrors are, and I am sorry you are having so many :(. I am the same way, and they really can ruin your whole day, and make you feel so uneasy, and frightened, and blurgh. you can send me a message whenever you like if you need to :) Much love xxx
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