Insomnia is going to drive me insane, or it may be the reason I am almost there already. My vision blurs, I can’t remember anything, there’s nothing I would rather do that lay down and close my eyes but when I do that, sleep doesn’t come. It’s that I am just stuck staring at the inside of my eyelids, waiting waiting and waiting.

When I was younger this never happened. I would fall asleep just by positioning my head in a certain way. Like a dog, I was out in seconds. Sleep was an escape from the world, and now I feel trapped. It’s terrible, but it’s also amazing when I do finally get to sleep, sometimes 3-4 days later. The entire structure of my awareness topples. It’s like a backwards Nestea plunge, although not into a cool, brown pool of iced tea, but into the warm bath of sleep. Dreams are colorful and hypnotic and they include sex with rock stars and really cute shoes and songs and jokes that beg to be written.

I awake so refreshed and illuminated that I bounce out of the bed like a superball. The swirl of life in me is freshly stirred and I can face just about anything. But now, with the curse of jetlag upon me, I have depleted all of myself. My hands shake and everything seems dismal and threatening. Food tastes ugly, if that could be imagined. All invitations want to be declined upon receipt. There’s nothing that pulls me down more than the intangible prison of consciousness. I know I should meditate, or never work or read in bed. Yes hot milk is a good idea and that lavender smells good but I also know full well I am incapable of certain types of self care, and this dumb affliction, for now, keeps me up at night, all night.

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  1. I can empathize with you because I have had bouts with it myself.

    You are traveling alot so that doesn’t help.

    Here’s what I did that helps:
    I bought new very expensive pillows that are soooo comfortable.
    Maybe if you had something familiar with you, you could come down a notch or two.

    Reading in bed

    If am am going to be up all night, I try to be productive — clean my house, do work, read or write. I’m a wreck the next morning but the dishes are done and the floors are very, very clean.

    Also, if you are able to give your self that extra hour of sleep after you finally go to rest that really helps too.

    Feel Better MC

  2. Gurrrl, I am so feeling your pain. Your “I am so damned tired” tirade is spot-on. It ain’t pretty to view food as ugly or feeling the need to decline interaction with others simply because you don’t have the energy to tolerate their drama.
    I don’t sleep very much, but it granted me the time to find your blog and watch your “Beautiful” special on Logo. Come see me, my partner, our kid and our animals. Hey, you are i appearing in NC.

  3. Sometimes I get so caught up in what is happening in my life that I can’t sleep. If you go without sleep for too long it gets pretty scary. I had a panic attack one morning and couldn’t work, because I had had three nights of absolutely no sleep. Everything was too loud, too bright, too everything, to the point that I had to just get away from everything and bury my head under the covers until this madness subsided. I don’t have any suggestions really because the things I have tried haven’t really worked. Meditation just makes me even more awake! I just trust that at some point my body just insists that I sleep, and Boom! I am out like a light. Hopefully this won’t happen in the middle of an intersection.

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