I really hate dreams

In my dreams this morning I got to relive Elias’ funeral all over again. Last night before I went to sleep, I got to relive finding him dead and all that occurred afterward, Jon trying to resuscitate him, the paramedics’ arrival…. I’ve been having a hard time sleeping lately. I think the fact that we’re coming up on the holidays could most likely be the trigger. It also dawned on me over the weekend that I hadn’t taken my meds for several days, not since I got sick and couldn’t keep anything down. I’ve restarted them, so hopefully soon I can stop playing things back over and over in my head. Soon I should be able to go back to just having regular, non-Elias-related nightmares. I never thought I’d actually look forward to my nightmares.