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gowns · 9 days

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had a dream last night that i was jettisoned about a hundred years into the future, where there were natural disasters and car accidents and i was scared... everything covered in thick fog... then i was jettisoned another 200, 300 years into the future and all that remained of mankind was these featureless boneless all-white creatures, perhaps the descendants of wealthy tech moguls. they floated across glowing red hallways and had a threatening aura around them. i woke up in a cold sweat, couldn't move, etc etc, usual night terror story.

i remembered a trick that worked before -- if i can conjure up scary things, i can also conjure up friendly nice things. i imagined spock teleporting into my brain space and he was very calm and rational and said everything was going to be ok. his face flickered so i also thought of one of my best friends, amanda. amanda is a librarian and always has advice for every situation. she was very calm and helpful! she suggested i turn on my lamp and read a book, a nice book. none of the sci fi magical realism shit i have on my nightstand. "how about dykes to watch out for?" i said. "that's a fine idea!" amanda said. she told me how to move my hands, turn on the light, how to get out of bed, how to reach across the room without melting, how to access the book. and i read page after page of these lesbian cartoons until my eyes grew heavy and those white creatures faded away in my imagination, replaced with an assortment of 2D dykes. friendly dykes.

just when i thought i'd only lose a couple hours of sleep from this, my younger kid toddled into my room around 4am. i let her into my bed and i was glad i wasn't scared anymore. but a full night of sleep -- simply not possible anymore!

still -- proud of myself -- used to feel doomed when i had these nightmares. i mean, i definitely felt doomed, like on the precipice of a portal to hell, but only for 20 minutes or so. then i successfully calmed myself down and grounded myself in reality. and when the sun rose, everything was normal. i made waffles. and got my kid to school on time.

#nightmare disorder

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azucar-skull · 2 months

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So...update on the nightmare disorder episode...

Carol O'Neil is here now. But...she looks like this:

It's okay! She seems friendly... Like, here's what happened during breakfast:

So yeah, I guess this episode is very vivid yet calm. I haven't had one of these in like 2 years so idk what's up lol. Cryptid Carol is gone now tho, she was only here for like 30 minutes. I miss her already. =(

#nightmare disorder #maladaptive daydreaming #cryptid carol #rottmnt #green eyed mask #i guess??#art #azucar persona

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yousaveeveryonebutwhosavesyou · 7 months

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Anyone else here have nightmare disorder?

#nightmares #nightmare #nightmare disorder #nd

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redd956 · 3 months

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God made me the worst sleeper in the world because it would be over for all of y'all if I had even a fraction of the healthy man's energy

#sleep disorders #sleep disorder #insomnia #sleep deprivation #nightmare disorder #chronic vivid nightmare disorder #light sleeper #restless sleeper #sleep walker #sleep paralysis #exploding head syndrome

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cairocreations · 5 months

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I really wish someone had told me I had a sleep disorder instead of telling me that “Evryone has nightmares, you’ll grow out of them eventually!” And “It’s normal to have scary dreams in your teenage years!” And “Don’t make a big deal out of it! Everyone has dreams like that!”

No. Its not normal for an 8 year old kid to refuse to sleep in their own bed for three months because their afraid of their own dreams. It’s not normal to have to tell people you don’t dream at all because telling them you still wake up crying from night terrors every night is too embarrassing. It’s not normal to have horribly vivid and physically painful dreams about your entire family getting murdered, being hit by cars, falling to your death, dying in school shootings, and killing the people you love.

Please take your kids and loved ones seriously when they approach you about issues regarding nightmares, their sleep, or anything else really. I know my parents taking me seriously and not just telling me to quiet down and go back to sleep would have saved me a lot of grief.

#mental health #parasomnia #insomia #nightmares #nightmare disorder #thankfully working with my wonderful therapist has helped me to develop habit to prevent from having nightmares #still really bad at felling asleep though #text #text post #tw: school shooting #but only a brief mention.

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thebunnitwins · 1 year

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Trauma squad knows what its like

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mushroomwillow · 14 days

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I cannot figure out how to sleep. Idk how anyone does it. I wake up and my head feels strange. My thoughts are like when I’ve been drunk. Slurring around not making much sense. My body doesn’t feel real. I get scared thinking about going back to sleep. Even when I know I have work in a few hours. Idk what to do anymore. I’ve tried sleep meds, anxiety meds, antidepressants, therapy, natural remedies, music, earplugs, a fan, not even therapy seemed to help. Raising my legs up, raising the head of the bed, sleeping alone makes it worse, waking up my fiance scares me more and idk why.

I’m perpetually exhausted. I’m always in pain. It gets worse when I’m on my period.

I keep thinking of all the issues I’ve had in the past. Was it my ex? Was it having my daughter? Past trauma of any kind? Am I just not being quiet enough before bed? I struggle to meditate, deep breathing hasn’t helped. Totally dark room, a nightlight. Nothing helps.

My dr said hypersomulance. Literally nightmare disorder. Maybe I should be tested for something more serious, like narcolepsy. I’ve read the symptoms. A lot fits. I’ve considered it for years.

I don’t see him again until October. I guess I should make another appointment. What do I even do to treat it. Can I even afford to be referred to all the drs I’ll need to see.

I just don’t know anymore and I’m scared I’ll be like this forever.

#mushroomwillow rambles #mental health #tired #nightmares #sleep disturbances #narcolepsy #hypersomulance #nightmare disorder

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7redteeths · 7 months

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#nightmare #nightmare disorder #sleep anxiety #digital art

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b0yfraudz · 1 year

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I hate when people call me exhausting bc I have mental disorders, like imagine how I feel

#audhd #actually autistic #autistic #actually adhd #adhd #neurodivergent #borderline personality problems #bpd life #quiet bpd #bpd #actually bpd #maladaptive daydreaming #anxiety #social anxiety #insominac #nightmare disorder #depressed teen #depression

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painsandconfusion · 4 months

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🛋 Where do you write?

🩸 Do you process trauma with writing?

I write anywhere and everywhere, really. Anywhere I have a moment of quiet where no one is goign to be talking to me. My favorite places are: living room chair; bed; coffee shops; bars

2. I both do and don't process trauma with writing. I process anxiety and sorrow and depression with writing which stems from trauma - but I don't talk about trauma itself. I've only ever written one whump scene that was an honest to god vent on a nightmare I'd had. I still don't love that I did that, bu tthe scene turned out nice I suppose. It was just showing way too much of me. Didn't get popular anyway, so I suppose it all worked out.

But. Like. I get awful nightmares if I don't write or extensively rp whump often enough. I just got another round of nightmare fits this week until I finally had the spoons to write a scene that ripped the anxiety from my body and left my hands shaking for an hour. After that, I was totally fine. I just need a good, safe place to vent out all the ambient stress so it doesn't show up when I'm asleep.

#sand asks #writing asks #writeblr #nightmare disorder

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azucar-skull · 1 month

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Wanna hear about a ROTTMNT nightmare I had a few months ago?

Of course you do, you freak-- /j

So preface, I have nightmare disorder. I was born with it actually, giving me the vivid variant. Which means that if I'm not careful, I could wake up with severe side effects like migraine and nausea and disorientation that all last for the entire day. It also means that I have been dealing with nightmares since I was a child, and you can think of me as a "skilled master" if you will.

I enter the dream in the midst of the apocalypse as Casey Jones Jr, in his teens. I have my own bedroom though there is not much too it and I am sprawled out on my dinky bunker bed drooling away as I sleep.

When suddenly alarms start blaring from outside. I tumble out of bed and jump into whatever pants and t-shirt I could find (I slept in boxers apparently) before putting on my boots as I stumble to the door to assess what was going on.

The second I open the door, the door is slammed back into my face. A voice shouting from the other side.

"WE ARE IN LOCKDOWN, YOU HEAR ME?! YOU KEEP THAT DOOR SHUT. DON'T COME OUT OF YOUR ROOM!"

A voice, for some dream logic reason, I recognized as Usagi’s.

And IRL me was like "nah fuck that, I'm bored, lemme see what this dream has here".

And so I venture out, grabbing my chainsaw staff.

To my right is a dead end.

To my left...

I hear screaming. Then a severed head flies out from the corner and slams into the wall. It was Usagi’s.

I had no choice but to move forward.

I peer around the corner, trying to avoid looking at the head. And there I saw Donnie’s lab. The doors bursted open. Mikey and April stand outside before some weird pink slimy tentacles draw them in, screeching and hissing.

Immediately, I assume Donnie has been turned Kraang some how. So I decided to dip out of there and find something else. IRL me was thinking about maybe going to the armory or drawing the monster outside where I'd have a bigger playing field. Tight spaces fuck up my head a lot, I need room in my dreams to breathe.

I duck past the doors quickly without getting caught and continue hurrying down the hall.

There I see a smudged trail of blood. I follow it, a bit curious. The blood led to Master Leonardo. His legs were gone, torn. He was crawling dragging himself across the floor.

I run up to him, ready to shout his name when he notices me and presses a finger against his lips. Then his eyes dart behind me.

IRL me just sighed internally and mentally prepared myself for whatever kind of fuckery was behind my back.

I turn around...

And there was Donnie.

Just a normal Donnie. In his future form with the fancy visor and lab coat and all. His eyes were pleading.

He smiles, walking forward.

"Casey. Casey, it's me."

I glance back at Leo, he looked outright terrified.

"It's me, it's Donnie. Your uncle Donnie." His smile widens.

He steps closer and closer. Closer still.

"Don't you trust me?"

Now. Remember how I am a "skilled master" of dreams? Yeah. I can also detect who is good or bad by a gut feeling I get. This is an IRL thing too, idk what it is but I am able to just...know when someone is bad. And in my dreams, it's like all my senses are going haywire tenfold.

And Donnie. Did not pass the vibe check.

"NOPE.", I said, slashing my chainsaw staff into his face.

And then I woke up. =)

#i wanted to make this a comic but I am too lazy so here #rottmnt #tmnt #rise of the teenage mutant ninja turtles #teenage mutant ninja turtles #nightmare disorder

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celestial-otter · 1 year

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i wish you would hold me till i drift off to sleep once more

#anthony thoughts #mlm blog #poc mlm #mlm #<3333 #mlm and nblm only #nblm thoughts #nightmare disorder

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existential-screaming · 1 year

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