Insomnia

Here we go again. Went to bed feeling decent tossed and turned flipping channels. I took my sleep aid and finally got to sleep around 10 but only lasted 5 hours. Woke myself up with another nightmare of being confined. Been sitting here for an hour and half just crying can’t shake this feeling.

[sky_obsessed]

I know how you feel, I do the same thing. My parents don't know, I don't use sleep aid and I just sit there and cry. Sometimes for me looking out the window helps, and looking at the sky. The sky makes everything better for me. If you want to talk, I'm here. I'm here.

[Hidden in reply to sky_obsessed]

I’m not sure how old you are but you sound young. I’m seasoned lol. But one thing I have learned do not hide this from the ones you love. Talk with your parents. Or start with a minister and have them help you talk to your parents. They love you no matter what let them help you. I like to bake when I’m upset so I’m busy baking cookies for my roommates to take back to work.

[softwaremom00]

I used to love to bake when I was depressed. This started when I was about 13. It seems so simple but making, creating something can help. I am not sure why. Also mindfulness meditation is amazing. In my experience with it, it is a way to teach your mind to let go of thought for a while. Here is a link to the class I took.. the rare chance that you are in New Mexico... themindfulcenter.com/

I have also found that little things like putting out bird feed, filling a bird bath with water helps. You can watch them enjoy the food and water. I feel like if nothing else goes well today at least I made the bird's happy and their lives a little easier.

You are an important part of this earth!

Sending you tons of hugs and prayers.

[Hidden in reply to softwaremom00]

All of that makes sense and relaxing. If I keep baking my poor roommates are going to get fat

[softwaremom00 in reply to Hidden]

Something else that I find relaxing is knitting. My kids forced me into learning it 7 or so years ago when they insisted on me teaching them. They saved up their money and bought the first set of needles and yarn.. I sat and watched youtube videos all weekend.. back then cyberseams youtube videos were my favorites. (youtu.be/KCgEUwESYZk(Not working as expected?) ) Then I taught the boys to knit.. they lost interest. I kind of fell in love with it.

All you really need to learn is to cast-on, knit stitch and cast-off to get started. I find that the repetitive nature puts me right to sleep.

Lots of cheap yarn out there.(unravel sweaters from a thrift store for really cheap yarn)

Less fattening than baking but does not taste as good.

[Hidden in reply to softwaremom00]

Mom tried teaching my brother and I years ago never took. Digging out my old John Grisham’s novels but in a new therapy group meeting 5 days a week 6 hrs a day. Hope this is the one.

[fauxartist]

Hey....been there too....I'm sorry your going through that tfry1. I have been doing a lot of reading and sharing and writing, watching movies, anything to try and turn off the brain from stressing and over thinking lately, and hoping to get tired enough to sleep....nope.....so....I understand your frustration....and as far as your nightmares. I don't remember a lot of dreams ....but the nightmares I do....and mine is around what happened to me as a kid, and also what's going on now with some other fears. Have you done any dream research, like looking up what certain things in your dreams mean. Sometimes it's not what you would expect at all. But I find it helpful sometimes.

Some things seem silly, but Carl Jung actually did quite a bit of scientific research around dreams and understanding their meanings. I also understand dreading going to sleep again for fear of that dream ...but we just have to remember it's a dream....it's our mind trying to work through our waking anxiety about something.

[Hidden in reply to fauxartist]

I know my nightmares they are all about me being confined or in prison. Not having control over what is happening I me at the time. Just can’t shake this.