Obviously didn't sleep much during the convention because Fun! People I Love! but really struggling with sleep post-convention; Sunday into Monday I slept fine, but Monday night and Tuesday night were short on sleep and I'm aware of how much it's exacerbating the depression I was already feeling.
Some of it's as simple as "Poppy decided 3:30am is Scream For Food Time" but a lot of it's also that I don't ever really exit a state of hypervigilance; some of that's The Horrors, but I think a lot is also just from being a caregiver to an ill spouse.
Feb 4, 2026 15:38I relaxed enough over the weekend that now my nervous system is screaming "YOU LET YOUR GUARD DOWN! HANNIBAL IS AT THE GATES!" and over-correcting in the opposite direction. Which, y'know...feels bad, man. I'm working on using the tools I have from therapy to try and rebalance myself.
