It happened again, the sleep paralysis/nightmare thing. I hate it. No grey areas, there, pure hate. I hate my sleep interrupted, I hate feeling terrified for no good reason, I hate not being able to DO anything about this. It sucks. At least it happened not too long before I had to be up anyway, stupid early shift. Although attempting to get ready for work with cold sweats is also not any fun. I was so disoriented, I didn't realize the shirt I was sleeping in was old enough to have all these ratty holes and rips in the back of it. Oh well.
Medication shouldn't be an option, I think. Not for me. I don't want to have to pop a pill to sleep like a human being, that just bothers me. For allergies? Sure. Not for sleeping. I'm going to look into possible dietary changes, see if I need to eat more or less of something so I can make this stop.
And yes, I realize the hypocrisy of using Ny-Quil to help me conk out. I don't like using it, but it works. And I don't feel like an alien when I wake up.