Losing a part of me

After the good night of sleep I had the previous night, yesterday was a disaster. I tried to sleep after my overnight class but could not sleep a wink. I got through my evening class (barely), and got perhaps three hours of sleep before I had to get up for my overnight class. Bottom line: I am exhausted. My class will be done in an hour, after which I plan to take my dog for a walk and then jump into bed. I wish I did not have commitments for this evening, but knowing that I do makes the afternoon sleep critical.

I have been having terrible thoughts recently that I do not want to write about. I am ashamed for wanting to give up. I just have to keep pushing ahead.