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The late, late hours of the night are full of headdemons and whispers I don't want to hear. But exhaustion weakens even the strongest minds and before you know it you're in tears convinced your entire life is a lie. Did a bit of this last night. Could NOT get to sleep for the life of me. I'd had a small fall in the shower earlier that day and everything was overly painful and sensitive. This made me both in pain and too uncomfortable to get to sleep despite the exhausted weepies. After several hours, yeah, had myself convinced that everything in my life was falling apart. Cried over it for a while. Then I took a deep breath and forced myself to think about... I don't remember, Star Wars? Something like that. Calmer thoughts. I finally got to sleep around 5am... then Addison was up and making noise at 6am... then I woke up for real at 8am... and I have an appointment at 10am so fuck it I'm up. Coffee and the promise of a possible nap later. If no nap, then an early night. Whatever happens I don't want another vulnerable night along with those sort of thoughts. I just don't have the energy to waste on any more tears.

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