I know I have this illness, I know it's got a good grip on me again. I've gone through it numerous times, and I never seem to learn how to stay where I need to be so that it doesn't keep taking over. The big problem right now is I don't sleep correctly, I sleep broken up, I get to sleep ok, but can't stay down for more than 2 or 3 hours at a time. I wake up with thoughts racing about what could have been, why am I where I am, over and over. It's 4:10 am now, this is my second or third time awake since 11:30 pm. I can't stand this, I was told to take an ambien, I do and wake up anyway, then the thoughts go somewhat manic, like now. Another night I'll just try a benadryl allergy to help knock me out and keep my stifling sinuses open, same thing happens again night after night. I can't shut my mind off, it has taken over, it snaps awake whenever it wants. I go over numbers, problems, past relationships, even things that happened 25 years ago in High School. I can't stop the thought processes. I don't even want to remember the past let alone mentally analyze it to death. The few people who know me in real life say they think I'm brilliant, and as flattering as that should be I find it disturbing because I can't even commit a single act of a normal nights sleep. I envy people who are able to blissfully go through there days and nights not giving a damn, or being completely unaware of the problems that will smack them in the face when they wake up everyday. I see these people in my minds eye not even caring about there problems, they seem to go through life with so little effort. Do they have self protection mechanisms that have taught them to lie to themselves so well that they can believe everything is fine with them? I am in agony on the inside all the time. I am hoping that expressing myself in the written form here will help me as much as someone else, maybe we come to realize that there is another poor soul out there as bad off as the next or worse. I know your out there too, I know your hurting as bad as I am, I know your a prisoner of your own mind like me. I know your looking at the ceiling, or paid infomercials on tv, or the city lights, or pictures of people you've loved and it's 4 am for what seems like the thousandth time. I have appointments with psych