Tonight isn't such a dream. More like one of those nightmares where you feel like you're falling for all eternity. Lying here with just a lamp, a hot water bottle and my cat, I'm awaiting the long hours to come. I can't even talk to my partner because he's been stuck on the night shift again.
The thing about endo is, it doesn't care how it rips apart your life. I suppose that's like most illnesses really. They don't care how many times you sit there crying over the pain. They don't care how many times you want to throw up. They don't care how many times you want to smack your head off the wall. It's really doing my head in.
All I want is to go to sleep. Is it that hard? Just to spend a few hours not having to worry. A few hours spent in a dream world where I'm not in agonising pain everyday..is it so hard?
At least I have my cat. Sleeping right next to me, without a care in the world. All he cares about is what he can eat in the morning or how he can wake me up tomorrow. But still, I find comfort in listening to him gently snore away. It's quite rhythmic and relaxing really. The same as when he purrs ever so softly when I stroke him. He's so soft. I miss him when he's not asleep next to me. Especially if my partner isn't here. This big bed and just little old me to fill it, curled up in a ball. But no, my little ball of fluff is keeping me company, like he always does. It's like he knows I'm not well and I need someone to keep me sane.
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Thanks,
Em