Hi everyone. Just need to get last nights nightmare off my chest before I try to go to sleep again tonight. I was so tired of not sleeping all week that I finally took a seroquel and a valium and went to bed. It was late. probably 2am. I woke up around 6, heart pounding, scared. I got up and as I was walking toward the living room, images of Steve were in my head. He had forced me into his car. I remember being scared. Shaking. I remember thinking that I needed to try to get someones attention, but he just kept telling me we belonged together, and thats all he could focus on. It was strange. In my dream I remember thinking about Adrianna, my therapist. I felt fear, like I was going to die. He had threatened many times while we were together, but always said he was joking. Hes been on my mind so much, maybe thats why I dreamed of him. Also, seeing his mom in the store and her asking if he had found me yet so we could talk couldnt have helped. I told her no, I had not seen him. Hopefully I wont. Im about to try the ambien. Hopefully I will sleep in peace, more than 4 hours. Im going for 6. That would feel good.
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