Sleep.
I was hopeful for sleep.
I needed sleep, that was the only thought going through my mind right now.
My weak, battered, beaten, and bruised body needed to get some sleep. I was physically, mentally, and emotionally exhausted and all I wanted to do was shut down completely and sleep. I wanted, no I needed, the insurance of sleep to take me away from my
current reality, even if it was only for a few minutes.
But sleep wasn’t coming easy.
In fact, sleep did not want to come at all.
No, I lay there in my bed, trying to find a position that did not cause my badly bruised body to be in too much pain. My physically and mental exhausted mind and body was not enough to welcome sleep. And even though I was also emotionally exhausted I was not able to completely shut down my bra
