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March 23, 2013 10:59PM

Discomfort
  • I lived on Osgoode.
  • I was dating Bekki
  • I worked at Windermere


I accidentally stopped taking sleeping pills over the last couple months because of a few reasons. One being that I have been so overworked, and so tired all the time that falling asleep hasn't really been an issue, and secondly, I simply ran out of them and couldn't bring myself to find the time to go get more, so you could call it the laziness factor. Well, more recently, as in the last couple weeks, I've found myself unable to fall asleep, or even relax at all. I've been so wound up and anxious at all times, and it only gets worse at night time. I lay in bed with my mind cycling over and over the same thoughts, school work, work drama or insecurities, games I'm interested in, over and over and faster and faster and I can barely stand it. I know that generally speaking sleeping pills somewhat shut off my thinking (if they work properly) so it's a solution to a problem. In an effort to fight this recent issue, I went and bought some more pills, and have been taking them on nights where I've felt extra anxious and had racing thoughts... so every night since I got them.

I had more to write but I'm suddenly completely uninterested in doing so.


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March 23, 2012 11:43PM

Wake Up.
  • I was dating Bekki
  • I lived on Langarth St.
  • I worked at Windermere


I worked at 6am this morning. I woke up at 5:50am. Do you see the problem here? Yes, that's right, I woke up when I should've been starting work, and I said - out loud- "You've got to be kidding me". It was hard to believe, especially considering I had gone to sleep relatively early compared to when I normally sleep. Bed by 11pm, I would usually have no problem waking up, and I almost always set my phone's alarm on nights where I need to wake up at ungodly hours, but this night... I forgot, or didn't think it necessary... whichever.


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March 23, 2004 5:58PM

So Tired... of Everything
  • I lived with Ben on Cartier
  • I was with Linzie


I lay here wondering... where the hell is Linzie?I'm very depressed for the last while... I hate everything and I don't want to open my eyes. ever.

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March 23, 2003 11:12PM

I Feel So Sad
  • I lived with Ben on Cartier
  • I was with Linzie
  • I worked at Pizza Hut


Today was pretty good. I had a lot of energy because of my pill and I played a lot of games but for a lot of the time I felt weird and my mind was racing really fast... so it was an average to above average day. But, for some reason around 9 or so, Linzie went to sleep or fell asleep, whichever and stayed asleep until 11, regardless of my attempts to wake her. For some reason this really makes me sad.. really really sad. I started crying as she was leaving.. I feel so sad right now, I just want to curl up somewhere.. I just want to cry.. Why am I so sad?

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March 23, 2003 6:47AM

Dammit..
  • I lived with Ben on Cartier
  • I was with Linzie
  • I worked at Pizza Hut


i forgot to take my pill yesterday. It was Linzie and I's 11 month thingy and I walked to her house and retrieved her at 5:30 in the morning, and we went back to my place and slept together until 3pm! Yay! It was so nice to wake up beside her. But anyway, I forgot to take my pill because I woke up late, had to go to work and stuff.. but anyway, I hate this feeling. I want to die and I hate everything and everyone and I know why and I know it can go away but I have to wait to take today's pill so I'm going to feel this way for hours. I read what I wrote a couple days ago and I want to cry because of how much I want to feel that happy now but can't because I'm not drugged. I feel lonely, unimportant and insignificant. I'm beyond the point of insanity in everyday life. The way I think in my head now, is like I'm writing. My inner dialog is no longer dialog, it's me writing to myself, in my head.. All the time.. it drives me nuts and I can't shut it off.

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