Can’t Sleep? Go For a Run!

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My eyes opened after only four hours of rest. And the thing is, when insomnia is constantly present in your life, there’s no going back to sleep. I remember waking up in the middle of the night a few times, glancing around and realizing that I still have more time to rest. It’s becoming a routine where at first the body feels too tired to even move, so I stay in bed hoping for sleep to come back, one hour later I feel the same, if not worse, and I still haven’t been able to sleep. I’m left with no other option but to get up and start the day with whatever energy I’ve accumulated.

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I told my boss about my mental illness

Unlike most Tuesdays it was a busyΒ day at the airport. I was in the middle of my shift and irritated already. Looking for ways to avoid interaction with the guests I ran into the big boss and gave him a nod to let him know I recognized his presence. This wasn’t enough for him.

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The Night We Tried to Start a Blog but Failed

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It has been a day for me. They sent me home from work because I was not able to function properly. I couldn’t smile and when you work for the famous mouse, I ain’t saying name except for he-who-must-not-be-named-for-company-policy reasons, smiling is the only thing that matters for most managers. So there I was, at home sitting at the table with my laptop trying to give birth to ideas despite the headache, the fatigue and the dreadful feeling of hopelessness over my shoulders.

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