I shake and I sway and I rock. There are centipedes crawling off with my skin. The woman who just walked by walked much too close. The dishes will all break if I attempt to do them and they’ll probably cut me. Now I want to run the blade across my skin and do it myself. The tears come and I dig my teeth into my pen to stop them. They must be stopped or they’ll sting my centipede skin.
I shake and I sway and I rock. My mind is droopy but my eyes are wide and everything they take in terrifies me. My legs run off with themselves and the pills keep piling up but the centipedes continue their march and the woman continues to walk too close and the dishes continue to make my eyes produce wetness. So I take a sip.
I shake and I sway and I sip. Until the sips turn into swigs and the swigs turn into gulps and the gulps turn into the bottom of a bottle.
I stop shaking, I stop swaying, I stop rocking and I stop sipping. For once, I am still.
I sleep.
Tomorrow I will do it all again. I will try to refrain, but I will shake and sway and rock.
And sip.
Hoping it is not your now, but either your past or fiction.
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Sadly it’s me now. It’s not that I’m drinking a lot, only one beer a night to help me get to sleep, but I know that will turn into more if I keep it up.
I had a bit of an anxiety attack Thursday — thankfully it was the day I was scheduled to see my therapist — and she made me an emergency appointment to see the head nurse on Friday, who put me on Neurontin. Maybe that will help.
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I, like many of us with bipolar disorder, often need medication to help us fall asleep.
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Aw gosh, this pulls at my heart strings sunshine. I’ve got at least 1000 hugs waiting for you. Possibly 1001.
Chin up! (Not the gym manoeuvre – can anyone actually do them?!?!) xx
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Thank you=]
And I know I can’t! Haha
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Tempest, if this is real and now, I’m afraid for you.
If it is, do you have any friend you can turn to with your best friend out of reach?
If it is not, you’re scaring at least those of your friends and admirers who don’t now how to read the signs of fiction (if they’re there to be read).
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It’s now, but I got an emergency appointment with the head nurse who put me on a new med so hopefully that will help.
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Whew! Keep those lifelines (though I’m sure I don’t need to tell you).
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Massive hugs, if this is you, now, or even if it’s memories flooding in. We are here for you and thinking of you. Please take care, and carry on reaching out… xx
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Thank you!
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