Friday, February 24, 2012

The Cake is a Lie

For some reason, I can't sleep.

I get home, go to bed, put on a movie, and lay there as the 3 ring circus of my mind kicks into high gear.

The way it used to be, I would get drunk nearly every night, and pass out. That kept my head from kicking into overdrive. Now that I work nights, I don't go out very often at all. So, I don't drink, except twice a month. Every other payday.

I'm exhausted. I sleep about 3 hours on days I'm not so lucky, and about 5 hours on days that I am.

I've tried so many things to help. Melatonin, trazadone, NyQuil, blacking out my bedroom, turning off everything and just laying there until I fall asleep, watching movies, reading. Anything that I can think of that would get me to sleep in the past isn't working.

Now, it only seems like my body wants to sleep when I have something to do, like work. Thankfully,  I've gotten used to functioning on little sleep over the past several years. I just know, though, that when I DO get a good night's sleep, I will probably crash for about a day and a half.

Plus, this weekend, I'm dog/house sitting for my brother. So, I get there about 7 am, walk the dog, feed it, and it wants to play. I try to go to sleep, but she keeps bothering me. Oh, well. I'll get to sleep eventually.

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