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Although I will probably post this sometime tomorrow, the actual time that I started to write this was 4:02am, so if I start rambling on, bare with me.
I’m writing this post from my computer upstairs. Why am I doing this so early you are probably asking, well I’ll tell you. For the past three hours now, I’ve been lying on my bed, looking up at the ceiling. Trying, no, wanting to get some much needed rest but I have just been unable to fall asleep. I’m extremely tired but not at all sleepy which, until now, I thought was impossible. I’ve always thought the two things had gone hand-in-hand with each other. For example, when I get in from having a kick about with a few of my mates, I normally doze off watching the T.V. or something, mainly because I was tired, but know, I feel tired, but I can’t get to sleep.
This isn’t just a one off either; I’ve been experiencing this for about a week now. I’ve always stayed up late in the school holidays, but then again, I’ve always awoken around late afternoon as well but this time around, I’m finding that I am fully awake by about 10 o’clock, normally leaving me with about 3 and a half hours sleep. This isn’t enough, and I’m finding this out the hard way. I have to suffer being tired all-day and wide awake for the majority of the night. Nothing can get me to nod off either, I’ve tried watching films, listening to music and reading but nothing seems to work. The earliest I ever seem to fall asleep is about the crack of dawn, the time where most people are just beginning to wake up. I’m sort of hoping that writing might be a cure for my insomnia, I know it’s a long shot but I’m willing to try most things now, it’s really getting that bad.
I never knew how precious sleep was until it has been taken away from me. It has to be the single, most important thing that we take for granted, but trust me, once you go for a substantial period of time with little of it; you really appreciate what it does for your body. For the lucky people out there that have never experiences insomnia, I’ll try to explain what it feels like.
First of all, you try to get to sleep but you can’t until quite late and wake up late the next morning. You think nothing of it and just go about your life as normal. Then, the same thing happens the next night, but the next morning, you get up slightly earlier than the previous day. This cycle continues until you find out that you’re having about 3 hours sleep a day and the scary thing is, you can do nothing about it. You feel like you have just ran a marathon in the scorching heat of the desert and then been given a dose of pep pills. The need for sleep disappears, but the tiredness remains. I’m experiencing this right now, but I feel like I’m almost too tired to sleep. Sounds weird don’t it, but that’s how I feel.
I can remember a few people on the forums tales about how they had suffered from insomnia and the harshness that comes with it, but I just thought nothing of, what I thought then, were fictitious accounts. I certainly believe them now though; I suppose there was no better way of telling me that insomnia is not a myth. I just hope that I get over it, the sooner the better.
Anyway, I think I’ve bored you with my problem enough now. Writing doesn’t seem to have done the trick so I guess it’s back to lying on my bed, looking blankly at my ceiling, waiting for that beautiful thing that is sleep.
I’m writing this post from my computer upstairs. Why am I doing this so early you are probably asking, well I’ll tell you. For the past three hours now, I’ve been lying on my bed, looking up at the ceiling. Trying, no, wanting to get some much needed rest but I have just been unable to fall asleep. I’m extremely tired but not at all sleepy which, until now, I thought was impossible. I’ve always thought the two things had gone hand-in-hand with each other. For example, when I get in from having a kick about with a few of my mates, I normally doze off watching the T.V. or something, mainly because I was tired, but know, I feel tired, but I can’t get to sleep.
This isn’t just a one off either; I’ve been experiencing this for about a week now. I’ve always stayed up late in the school holidays, but then again, I’ve always awoken around late afternoon as well but this time around, I’m finding that I am fully awake by about 10 o’clock, normally leaving me with about 3 and a half hours sleep. This isn’t enough, and I’m finding this out the hard way. I have to suffer being tired all-day and wide awake for the majority of the night. Nothing can get me to nod off either, I’ve tried watching films, listening to music and reading but nothing seems to work. The earliest I ever seem to fall asleep is about the crack of dawn, the time where most people are just beginning to wake up. I’m sort of hoping that writing might be a cure for my insomnia, I know it’s a long shot but I’m willing to try most things now, it’s really getting that bad.
I never knew how precious sleep was until it has been taken away from me. It has to be the single, most important thing that we take for granted, but trust me, once you go for a substantial period of time with little of it; you really appreciate what it does for your body. For the lucky people out there that have never experiences insomnia, I’ll try to explain what it feels like.
First of all, you try to get to sleep but you can’t until quite late and wake up late the next morning. You think nothing of it and just go about your life as normal. Then, the same thing happens the next night, but the next morning, you get up slightly earlier than the previous day. This cycle continues until you find out that you’re having about 3 hours sleep a day and the scary thing is, you can do nothing about it. You feel like you have just ran a marathon in the scorching heat of the desert and then been given a dose of pep pills. The need for sleep disappears, but the tiredness remains. I’m experiencing this right now, but I feel like I’m almost too tired to sleep. Sounds weird don’t it, but that’s how I feel.
I can remember a few people on the forums tales about how they had suffered from insomnia and the harshness that comes with it, but I just thought nothing of, what I thought then, were fictitious accounts. I certainly believe them now though; I suppose there was no better way of telling me that insomnia is not a myth. I just hope that I get over it, the sooner the better.
Anyway, I think I’ve bored you with my problem enough now. Writing doesn’t seem to have done the trick so I guess it’s back to lying on my bed, looking blankly at my ceiling, waiting for that beautiful thing that is sleep.
Foyle RPS Bude 01-06-14 James Gallagher. 813.067
James Gallagher. 645.143
James Gallagher. 645.143
Urg. Poor guy. I hate not having enough sleep (I need loads). And I hate not being able to get to sleep. Like last night I went to bed around 9.30pm, fell asleep and woke up at midnight. Exactly midnight, which scared me. So I tried to get back to sleep but I couldn't so I listened to music until 4 in the morning...Fell asleep..horray. Beep Beep Beep. 7.00am. School. Time to get up. Horray! Yuch.
This happens a lot. Hate it. It also means I have to go to bed really early to make sure I am not totally dead in the morning. I need about 10 hours sleep every night. Tis not good...
This happens a lot. Hate it. It also means I have to go to bed really early to make sure I am not totally dead in the morning. I need about 10 hours sleep every night. Tis not good...
I once had a 3 week stint of insomnia it was terrible, luckily im over it now. But what you need to do is go to your bed about 1 hour earlier and then just lie there, if you think about falling asleep it will never happen. Just daydream and then eventually you should nod off, even if its a few hours its ok, then the following nights you go to bed a bit earlier, and a bit earlier, eventually you should get back to your full nights sleep.
Good luck!
Good luck!
Although I will probably post this sometime tomorrow, the actual time that I started to write this was 4:02am, so if I start rambling on, bare with me.
I’m writing this post from my computer upstairs. Why am I doing this so early you are probably asking, well I’ll tell you. For the past three hours now, I’ve been lying on my bed, looking up at the ceiling. Trying, no, wanting to get some much needed rest but I have just been unable to fall asleep. I’m extremely tired but not at all sleepy which, until now, I thought was impossible. I’ve always thought the two things had gone hand-in-hand with each other. For example, when I get in from having a kick about with a few of my mates, I normally doze off watching the T.V. or something, mainly because I was tired, but know, I feel tired, but I can’t get to sleep.
This isn’t just a one off either; I’ve been experiencing this for about a week now. I’ve always stayed up late in the school holidays, but then again, I’ve always awoken around late afternoon as well but this time around, I’m finding that I am fully awake by about 10 o’clock, normally leaving me with about 3 and a half hours sleep. This isn’t enough, and I’m finding this out the hard way. I have to suffer being tired all-day and wide awake for the majority of the night. Nothing can get me to nod off either, I’ve tried watching films, listening to music and reading but nothing seems to work. The earliest I ever seem to fall asleep is about the crack of dawn, the time where most people are just beginning to wake up. I’m sort of hoping that writing might be a cure for my insomnia, I know it’s a long shot but I’m willing to try most things now, it’s really getting that bad.
I never knew how precious sleep was until it has been taken away from me. It has to be the single, most important thing that we take for granted, but trust me, once you go for a substantial period of time with little of it; you really appreciate what it does for your body. For the lucky people out there that have never experiences insomnia, I’ll try to explain what it feels like.
First of all, you try to get to sleep but you can’t until quite late and wake up late the next morning. You think nothing of it and just go about your life as normal. Then, the same thing happens the next night, but the next morning, you get up slightly earlier than the previous day. This cycle continues until you find out that you’re having about 3 hours sleep a day and the scary thing is, you can do nothing about it. You feel like you have just ran a marathon in the scorching heat of the desert and then been given a dose of pep pills. The need for sleep disappears, but the tiredness remains. I’m experiencing this right now, but I feel like I’m almost too tired to sleep. Sounds weird don’t it, but that’s how I feel.
I can remember a few people on the forums tales about how they had suffered from insomnia and the harshness that comes with it, but I just thought nothing of, what I thought then, were fictitious accounts. I certainly believe them now though; I suppose there was no better way of telling me that insomnia is not a myth. I just hope that I get over it, the sooner the better.
Anyway, I think I’ve bored you with my problem enough now. Writing doesn’t seem to have done the trick so I guess it’s back to lying on my bed, looking blankly at my ceiling, waiting for that beautiful thing that is sleep.
I’m writing this post from my computer upstairs. Why am I doing this so early you are probably asking, well I’ll tell you. For the past three hours now, I’ve been lying on my bed, looking up at the ceiling. Trying, no, wanting to get some much needed rest but I have just been unable to fall asleep. I’m extremely tired but not at all sleepy which, until now, I thought was impossible. I’ve always thought the two things had gone hand-in-hand with each other. For example, when I get in from having a kick about with a few of my mates, I normally doze off watching the T.V. or something, mainly because I was tired, but know, I feel tired, but I can’t get to sleep.
This isn’t just a one off either; I’ve been experiencing this for about a week now. I’ve always stayed up late in the school holidays, but then again, I’ve always awoken around late afternoon as well but this time around, I’m finding that I am fully awake by about 10 o’clock, normally leaving me with about 3 and a half hours sleep. This isn’t enough, and I’m finding this out the hard way. I have to suffer being tired all-day and wide awake for the majority of the night. Nothing can get me to nod off either, I’ve tried watching films, listening to music and reading but nothing seems to work. The earliest I ever seem to fall asleep is about the crack of dawn, the time where most people are just beginning to wake up. I’m sort of hoping that writing might be a cure for my insomnia, I know it’s a long shot but I’m willing to try most things now, it’s really getting that bad.
I never knew how precious sleep was until it has been taken away from me. It has to be the single, most important thing that we take for granted, but trust me, once you go for a substantial period of time with little of it; you really appreciate what it does for your body. For the lucky people out there that have never experiences insomnia, I’ll try to explain what it feels like.
First of all, you try to get to sleep but you can’t until quite late and wake up late the next morning. You think nothing of it and just go about your life as normal. Then, the same thing happens the next night, but the next morning, you get up slightly earlier than the previous day. This cycle continues until you find out that you’re having about 3 hours sleep a day and the scary thing is, you can do nothing about it. You feel like you have just ran a marathon in the scorching heat of the desert and then been given a dose of pep pills. The need for sleep disappears, but the tiredness remains. I’m experiencing this right now, but I feel like I’m almost too tired to sleep. Sounds weird don’t it, but that’s how I feel.
I can remember a few people on the forums tales about how they had suffered from insomnia and the harshness that comes with it, but I just thought nothing of, what I thought then, were fictitious accounts. I certainly believe them now though; I suppose there was no better way of telling me that insomnia is not a myth. I just hope that I get over it, the sooner the better.
Anyway, I think I’ve bored you with my problem enough now. Writing doesn’t seem to have done the trick so I guess it’s back to lying on my bed, looking blankly at my ceiling, waiting for that beautiful thing that is sleep.