The prazosin was very encouraging. To get some real sleep. Sleep through an entire night without waking up, jumping up, flailing, sleep-sitting!! But now with this homework and these thoughts I've had to think, the prazosin isn't fitting the bill. My nightmares have gotten worse! I am yelling and swearing in my sleep. This is something my husband finds very amusing. Good for him.
I am struggling to stay awake during the day. Some days I can do it. Then I am back being awake all night, alone and safe. And lonely. I will continue fighting. I will continue this struggle. My kids want me happy. I want me happy. And this new psych tells me that there is a way through. There is another side to this mountain. I merely have to fight my way through the tunnel.