I rarely dream any more. My sleep is plagued by nightmares. I wake up in cold sweats. My clothes will be clinging to me; sheets asphyxiate my legs all the way down to my ankles. Normally, I would stumble out of bed and tread my way to the bathroom and pop a few sedatives to get me through the rest of the night dreamless. Last week though, the sedatives stopped doing their jobs. Well, sort of. I would sleep, but not always the dreamless way I looked forward to. The nightmares would just slip seductively back into my head.
Any ideas on where I could possibly go on this??
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