i awoke in a panicked state. the room was dark. all i could hear were my heavy breaths and the clock ticking beside my bed. my alarm should be going off soon.
i sat up in bed and threw my blankets off of my legs. my skin felt hot and clammy against the sheets, which didn't make sense — my room was freezing.
my head started to hurt as i thought long and hard trying to remember the nightmare i had. but, like most times, i couldn't remember anything. when i could remember the dreams, they were awful. those images would play through my mind all day.
this has been a daily routine for a few weeks now.
mom says it's just because of stress or anxiety from school, but i have my doubts. i've never been an overly stressed person and i don't have any other prominent anxiety symptoms. school isn't a big issue for me. i've never been through anything traumatic, so i don't have PTSD. it just didn't make sense.
ever since the nightmares started i've completely changed. i'm not the enthusiastic girl i used to be.
how could you be happy when you're completely sleep deprived because you're too scared to fall asleep? i'm so tired. i just want things to go back to how they were.
the sound of my alarm finally going off interrupted my thoughts, and i cut it off as i stood out of bed. i then got ready for school.