“Nu am stiut sa simtim incet.”
Insomnia isn’t a pretty girl with a messy bun and a cup of coffee in her hand.
Insomnia is being awake at 5 am because your head won’t shut up.
Insomnia is being so tired it feels like passing out, but not being able to close your eyes and fucking sleep.
It’s your head screaming and finding tiny little things to fixate on.
It’s having to take medicine every single night just to get a few hours of sleep.
Insomnia is people not understanding that when you say that you’re tired, you don’t mean “I am so tired, I only got like 6 hours of sleep”, it’s meaning “I am so tired because my head kept me awake, again.”
Insomnia is counting the hours you’ve slept, and being so obsessed with them.
It is feeling your entire body wanting to shut off, but your mind is screaming “Oh but you can’t sleep now, I’m having so much fun tormenting you.“
“Whoever said ‘What you don’t know can’t hurt you’ was a complete and total moron. Because for most people I know, not knowing is the worst feeling in the world.”
You are not a reflection of those who could not love you properly.