My spike has already lasted almost two weeks—it'll be two full weeks tomorrow. I'm really depressed about it. Before this, things were still a struggle, but I was at least trying to stay active. I was learning new things online for potential future work, walking every day, and doing some exercise. I was making an effort. But all of that came to a stop after the spike. I'm still managing my daily walks, but everything else has been put on hold.
My sleep has also gotten worse. Before, it took me around thirty minutes to an hour to fall asleep, but now it takes at least two extra hours, and I hate lying awake that long. I've also started waking up at awful hours, like one or two in the morning, and then I can't fall back asleep because the spike is so intense. There were a few times when I did manage to get somewhat decent sleep, and the spike seemed a little lower when I woke up, which was strange but definitely welcome. Unfortunately, it always returns to the usual torment within an hour or two after I get up.
It's a sad thing to wish for my awful baseline back instead of what I'm dealing with right now.
My sleep has also gotten worse. Before, it took me around thirty minutes to an hour to fall asleep, but now it takes at least two extra hours, and I hate lying awake that long. I've also started waking up at awful hours, like one or two in the morning, and then I can't fall back asleep because the spike is so intense. There were a few times when I did manage to get somewhat decent sleep, and the spike seemed a little lower when I woke up, which was strange but definitely welcome. Unfortunately, it always returns to the usual torment within an hour or two after I get up.
It's a sad thing to wish for my awful baseline back instead of what I'm dealing with right now.
