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Sleepless, Again

I thought I was just sleepless at night, but now I suspect it is something worse. Like last night, I still managed to sleep at 12:30 until 3:30. I assumed that it will reduce my sleep in the morning. But not only it became shorter, it became longer. I don't know what's wrong anymore with my sleep time. It causes me a lot of stress, mood change, and performance decline. I become less talkative, moody, easily get mad, and so on.

Luckily there is spring break starting this Friday, but what am I going to do right now? Of course, I don't want to burden the others, but this thing just keep eating myself away.

I don't know what else can I do. I am tired thinking of solutions. Maybe I am the one who throwing away my peaceful nights of sleep instead of it was robbed. I wish I have someone to talk, but whenever I tell them, all I got is being scolded, and it DOES NOT make me feel any better, if not getting worse. All I got is what making me feel worst than ever.

I don't want to repeat what happened last semester, but I just can't sleep at night. I never played games at night, even if I know I can't sleep. I try to make myself bored, but I still can't sleep. I don't what is wrong with me anymore.


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