I need - currently - and I am going to SAY "currently" because I refuse to let this be the rest of my life.......
One entire bottle of wine, two Tylenol PM and two Xanax (.50, total)... to sleep through the night. Even with this, I have nightmares.
There is not one single night I sleep without dreams of my ex or the stalker.... not one. I typically wake up at 3:00 and cannot sleep for the rest of the night, though I try, very, very hard.
Drugged sleep is not good sleep..... I am tired and groggy in the morning... but at least I am not haunted by dreams. I find it takes days to differentiate between what was a "dream" event and what actually happened.
I am becoming more and more disoriented and fragmented as each day passes. I have contacted a psychiatrist whom has agreed not to take notes..... and understands what C-PTSD is. I will make an appointment with her tomorrow.
I visited the police department again today. The stalker has started another online site... posting pictures of me.
The ex .... who declared love for me just two days ago... told me today that I am crazy... and takes absolutely no responsibility for his role in my nightmare.
My children have begun to leave the room when I come in. They can no longer take the uncontrolled tears. Jesus, who could blame them?
I scratched my arms tonight..... for the first time ever. The left arm with my ex husband's name... the right with my stalker's. I finally fully understood cutting.... and the why. I only scratched with badly bitten fingernails. The pain...... it felt REAL. When it began to fade, I began to fall apart again.
I am seriously losing it, I think perhaps for real this time. I hope this doctor can help.
One entire bottle of wine, two Tylenol PM and two Xanax (.50, total)... to sleep through the night. Even with this, I have nightmares.
There is not one single night I sleep without dreams of my ex or the stalker.... not one. I typically wake up at 3:00 and cannot sleep for the rest of the night, though I try, very, very hard.
Drugged sleep is not good sleep..... I am tired and groggy in the morning... but at least I am not haunted by dreams. I find it takes days to differentiate between what was a "dream" event and what actually happened.
I am becoming more and more disoriented and fragmented as each day passes. I have contacted a psychiatrist whom has agreed not to take notes..... and understands what C-PTSD is. I will make an appointment with her tomorrow.
I visited the police department again today. The stalker has started another online site... posting pictures of me.
The ex .... who declared love for me just two days ago... told me today that I am crazy... and takes absolutely no responsibility for his role in my nightmare.
My children have begun to leave the room when I come in. They can no longer take the uncontrolled tears. Jesus, who could blame them?
I scratched my arms tonight..... for the first time ever. The left arm with my ex husband's name... the right with my stalker's. I finally fully understood cutting.... and the why. I only scratched with badly bitten fingernails. The pain...... it felt REAL. When it began to fade, I began to fall apart again.
I am seriously losing it, I think perhaps for real this time. I hope this doctor can help.