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I fell asleep around 6pm and woke at 9 on the dot. That's the sleep I've had. My mind isn't racing, I don't feel weighed down yet I'm awake. Snow comes here tomorrow.

While I don't really feel depressed, there is restless anger just below the surface. It's personal, not related to world events.

The dream I woke from had me struggling to climb the stairs in an outdoor sports arena. The stairs kept falling in right after releasing my foot. I barely made it to the next step. While I went up with great difficulty, my sister moved with ease past me and down to the bottom row to her seat.

I wish I could wash out the feeling I have in my stomach.


Published on Categories Anxiety, The People Behind My Eyes

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SUNDRIP – Art for Life is a site that expresses in every media possible an intimate look into the life of a person living with major trauma. The issues addressed in art and writing include Dissociative Identity Disorder, Post Traumatic Stress Disorder, Lupus and CRSD. Despite these issues, I intend to move forward, through and out with honor, grace and creativity.

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