... I could fall asleep like a normal person at night, rather than staring at the insides of my eyelids, then I might occasionally feel human again. She slept for six hours last night! In a row! I did NOT. Alas, sleeping is the one thing where the harder one tries, the less success.
(Yes, I meditate and do yoga and breathing exercises and don't drink caffeine and have 'good sleep habits' and something is still all hormonally screwed up- usually I have trouble waking up, not falling asleep- and none if it makes any difference, including the drugs, sometimes. Yes, I have tried not taking the drugs, all available combinations of the above and so on, and it doesn't work. I'm just whining.)
In addition, Tatoe is not sleeping well (he has a cold) and is therefore several times as much THREE which involves a great deal of screaming, hitting, and arguing about trivialities ("I wanna go out!" "Let's put your coat on." "No!" "Okay, then no outside, it's cold." "NO! NO NO NO! I CAN'T put it on! I don't know how!" [N.B.: This is a lie.] "Okay, don't." "I wanna put my coat on!" "I'm going to go have a stiff drink and lock you in your room and we can try again in five minutes.")