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19/10/2013

 
So much for wanting to sleep a whole night through.  I woke all tangled up in cats, and I'd been pushed to the end of the bed with no duvet.  Worse than having a husband.  Actually, no.  I'd been having a dream about being on stage and forgetting my lines, something I dream about quite often.  My dreams are intricate and detailed, and often feature the end of the world.  My Freudian analyst used to have a field day telling me what they meant, but I didn't usually agree with her, as she believed that all woman suffered from inadequacy when compared with men.  At least I'm having ordinary dreams and not the nightmares I get when I'm depressed.

Made myself a cup of hot milk - again - to try to settle down, but it never works for me.  When I did nights on the psychiatric ward, everyone had a hot drink at about 2100 to help them sleep - I always thought a good slug of alcohol would be better.  It used to help me.

Daisy is fully recovered and eating for two - she's sitting on the kitchen table next to me as I type.


Sue
19/10/2013 03:46:30

"Worse than having a husband. Actually, no." I'm still laughing at that one! xxx


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    I spent 16 years in the RAF defending the Free World , then got bunged out unceremoniously for being bipolar.  I and was subsequently diagnosed with PTSD.   Funny old world, isn't it?

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