Thursday, 9 August 2012

Never too old for night terrors?

For the last few nights I've been having those nightmares where I wake up and either don't know where I am, or don't know who the scary person next to me is.  I am glad to say that I am always so relieved to find that it is Mr H and I am overwhelmed by a feeling of being safe and protected because he is with me.

Some nights I just work out what's going on and go back to sleep; other nights I end up sobbing with the release of fear and the emotional mash-up that has been going around my head.

Not being one for dream translation, I am more likely to try and remember what I ate or drank on the evenings before these episodes.  But maybe deep down I am scared of something... I just don't know what.


  1. Oh how horrible for you. I hope the relief outweighs the terrors. Have you possibly been changing your drug of choice lately?

  2. Hi Rosie, no I'm on the same as always. I have been having the odd half-glass of tipple so maybe it's that! x


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