Midnight

So for the past couple of days I’ve been having the WORST dreams in the entire world because I’m off my medication. I haven’t refilled them because my family wanted me to try other methods that could possibly help without my meds. I’ve been so fucking sick and my emotions are all over the place. My depression is at its worst right now and I have no one to talk to about it. It seems like everyone I go to for help doesn’t get it and doesn’t help. Every night at midnight, I wake up from my bad dreams and I just sit here crying quietly because if I wake anyone up, I’m bothering them.