I am beginning to notice old really old habits sneaking back into my daily routine.  The need to feel wanted and liked seems to be out weighing most other factors when it comes to decision making. At least on all matters not pertaining to Her. Well I guess a little when it comes to her. Anywho, I haven't been able to sleep more than 5 hours at a time. The nightmares are what really get to me.  They aren't really nightmares in the traditional sense just really weird dreams. In one I was in a kind of psychiatric summer camp type thing and this girl, who looked kinda like Anne Hathaway from the Princess Diaries before the makeover, basically led a coup against the camp then told me how she felt about me before driving a car into a guard post at like 5 miles an hour then leaving. In another one I had a daughter who kept asking where mommy was and her mother had killed herself to get away from me. Another one basically I was all alone in a room with no windows no doors then a girl around 24 or so appeared we talked for a long time she said she had been watching me for a while and that she had fallen in love with me but there was nothing we could do about it in this box. So I started punching the walls until my fists bled then I turned around and she was gone. I know I have abandonment issues but damn. I used to love sleep now I hate it more than anything.