Sometimes an issue will wake me. I go to sleep with little issues, particularly when I’m tired, but I usually wake early, with a thought and not necessarily an answer to any unresolved issues.
It wasn’t the pattern I had as a child. As a child, I couldn’t get to sleep because of bad thoughts. Although it took me a while to get to sleep, with mum by my side until I fell asleep, meant I usually stayed asleep.
Now my father’s illness is constantly around us and that’s adding to my sleep issues. Add stress and it makes everything I deal with harder. Subconsciously I think I’m carrying it.
I usually deal with stress by writing things out in my blog, but around me others aren’t admitting they’re stressed, when it’s clear they are. Dealing with a terminal illness is stressful, whilst we’re a constant support and we have to manage our lives too.