I've been so sleep deprived that I fell asleep this afternoon on the couch in the middle of watching television. All I did was throw my head back and I was gone. I guess my exhaustion just caught up with me
I know I went into REM because I had dreams. I remember having two separate dreams, or what I perceived to be separate dreams, but could have been more. I just don't remember more than those two. Must have been asleep for close to 2 hours.
I've been feeling extremely uneasy with high anxiety since I woke up from that nap. I can trace my anxiety back to those two dreams. I absolutely loath sleeping. Nothing more in the world that I hate than the act of sleeping. This is where I live my worst life. My nightmares are my realities