I’ve had trouble sleeping this week. I’ve been more restless and when I do manage to fall asleep, I’ve had strange dreams and at least one nightmare. I’m not really sure what could have triggered this. Things have been pretty stable and consistent and I haven’t had any major breakdowns. I’ll be fine, I’m probably just overworrying as usual.
Maybe I’m beginning to really process what has gone on in the last four months since Mom died. I haven’t really had much time or energy to breathe between the drastic changes, especially in the beginning. I don’t know, maybe I’m just overthinking. I am grateful for the long holiday weekend.