Flickering
Bluelighter
Just thought I'd recount a little experience.
Got home this afternoon feeling tired, yet unable to sleep, pretty typical. I was aware that my already bad state of mind was just getting worse and worse, and lying in bed did not help. In the end my inability to feel anything but hopelessness and depressive ego distortion led me to punch the walls until my knuckles bled, and hit myself repeatedly in the head... bit of an odd expression of self-harm but there you go. I just needed to switch off but I COULDN'T, nothing would make my brain just shut the fuck up.
So I opened a can of herbal sleeping tablets containing valerian, hops and a couple of other things. At two pills it's generally quite noticeable, and two is the maximum recommended dose, so of course I took three, and wavered on whether to take a fourth...
Ahh, man. An hour later my head was sinking into the pillow, my thoughts had gone soft, my mind was being wrapped in a thick blanket... sweet sedation. Those feelings vanished like the nonsense they were. I just drifted in a subtle yet definite state of not thinking so much, and feeling more or less fine, pleasantly not quite here.
I didn't get any sleep, but have you ever thought "If I could JUST somehow feel like this I know I'd be all right..." and then you do?
So many things become possible when depression takes a backseat. So, so many things repressed by an inability to feel or care or want to do anything but scratch your own eyeballs out. Fuck I hate this state of mind. If I could keep 'overdosing' on herbal sleeping pills all day, I'd do it.
Got home this afternoon feeling tired, yet unable to sleep, pretty typical. I was aware that my already bad state of mind was just getting worse and worse, and lying in bed did not help. In the end my inability to feel anything but hopelessness and depressive ego distortion led me to punch the walls until my knuckles bled, and hit myself repeatedly in the head... bit of an odd expression of self-harm but there you go. I just needed to switch off but I COULDN'T, nothing would make my brain just shut the fuck up.
So I opened a can of herbal sleeping tablets containing valerian, hops and a couple of other things. At two pills it's generally quite noticeable, and two is the maximum recommended dose, so of course I took three, and wavered on whether to take a fourth...
Ahh, man. An hour later my head was sinking into the pillow, my thoughts had gone soft, my mind was being wrapped in a thick blanket... sweet sedation. Those feelings vanished like the nonsense they were. I just drifted in a subtle yet definite state of not thinking so much, and feeling more or less fine, pleasantly not quite here.
I didn't get any sleep, but have you ever thought "If I could JUST somehow feel like this I know I'd be all right..." and then you do?
So many things become possible when depression takes a backseat. So, so many things repressed by an inability to feel or care or want to do anything but scratch your own eyeballs out. Fuck I hate this state of mind. If I could keep 'overdosing' on herbal sleeping pills all day, I'd do it.
