I injured myself.

Sleeping.

Pretty sure my brain is supposed to keep me safe by paralyzing me during REM. I think I’m willful enough to fight it though, because this is becoming a common occurrence. 😳I mean, really, what the hell?Rare is the morning I wake up feeling well rested and daisy fresh. Instead, I feel like I’ve been in hand-to-hand combat with a hungry bear, or a disturbingly buff kangaroo. Pretty sure I’m giving ‘em hell, because the jaw clenching frequently triggers the midnight migraine that wakes me with the pain of a thousand hangovers. And I don’t drink. Also, the covers often force me into a straight jacket, which is not panic inducing at all. I would set up a video monitoring system to view my nocturnal unrest, but I have no interest in meeting my sleep paralysis demon face to face.Is this my new normal? Or just another delightful, transient, post menopausal nightmare? Pun intended.Be well, friends.Sleep tight. #sleepproblems #sleepparalysisdemon #sleepdeprived