Bit of sleep last night

Some sleep is better than none

Got to bed around 11 p.m. Woke up around 6 a.m. Got about 6-1/2 to 7 hours, I guess. It’s better than 4-1/2, which I got the other night. But I still have a ways to go.

I’ll rest some more today. I’m working from home, so instead of spending 2 hours in the car, I’ll have an extra 2 hours to do other things – like have a little nap this afternoon, and get some work done.

It’s all good.

And it will be better, once I get my sleep more in line. Seriously, everything gets better when I sleep — it’s easier to think, it’s easier to live, it’s easier to BE. And everything doesn’t feel like such a chore.

But when I’m tired (like I am today), everything gets harder, and I have to work overtime, just convincing myself why I like what I do and where I see myself going in the future. I start to feel pushed – especially when I am. When I’m rested, it doesn’t bother me so much that others are pushing. I tend to push, too. But when I’m tired, even people who aren’t pushing that hard, turn into complete a**holes in my mind. When I’m rested, even if they are a’holes, I can deal with it.

When I’m tired? Not so much.

Anyway, time to be upbeat and positive. I’ve got some calls I need to make in a little bit, make some progress, take care of some stuff. And just keep going. Just keep going.

Author: brokenbrilliant

I am a long-term multiple (mild) Traumatic Brain Injury (mTBI or TBI) survivor who experienced assaults, falls, car accidents, sports-related injuries in the 1960s, '70s, '80s, and '90s. My last mild TBI was in 2004, but it was definitely the worst of the lot. I never received medical treatment for my injuries, some of which were sports injuries (and you have to get back in the game!), but I have been living very successfully with cognitive/behavioral (social, emotional, functional) symptoms and complications since I was a young kid. I’ve done it so well, in fact, that virtually nobody knows that I sustained those injuries… and the folks who do know, haven’t fully realized just how it’s impacted my life. It has impacted my life, however. In serious and debilitating ways. I’m coming out from behind the shields I’ve put up, in hopes of successfully addressing my own (invisible) challenges and helping others to see that sustaining a TBI is not the end of the world, and they can, in fact, live happy, fulfilled, productive lives in spite of it all.

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