Sleep, interrupted


I had a strange night. Before bed I made the mistake of reading some things I shouldn’t have. Words from the past. They really jolted my system. They wound me up, and by the time I switched off the light I knew I’d struggle to sleep. And I did struggle. Long time to drift off, and many times waking up. Although I did eventually sleep for long enough to dream at one stage – not nice dreams. Horrible dreams.
The things I read really got to me. A real eye opener. Made me realise what an idiot I was for accepting certain things. I allowed myself to become a doormat. Someone’s emotional punchbag.

My fault for over tolerance as much as their fault for their words and actions.

Never again.


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