I am so sick of my life. I can't cope with the nightmares anymore. I just want a good nights sleep, just one but oh no, while everyone else is in the land of nod I am watching bid bloody tv to try and stay awake. I hate not being able to enjoy a day with dd incase I have a flashback or panic attack. I want to be normal mum, a normal person.
I have asked my gp about counselling but there is a 3 month waiting list. Gp has advised no alcohol, calming bedtime routine and whale music!
I hate hate hate this existence. I wish I could end it, of course I wouldn't/couldn't do that to dd.
I don't know why I'm posting this really. Just a rant I suppose.