Nightmares
one/one
I sat holding his sweaty body in my shaking hands. I should be used to this by now, but having to watch his beautiful face contort into utter terror each and every night shattered my heart every time.
He explained to me what his disorder had meant, but it didn’t prepare me in the least. All I could do was hold him and wait for the night terror to be over. Normally the end came with a sudden jolt and a gasp for air. But tonight was different. Tonight he woke up screaming.
His disorder was starting to get worse.
He explained to me what his disorder had meant, but it didn’t prepare me in the least. All I could do was hold him and wait for the night terror to be over. Normally the end came with a sudden jolt and a gasp for air. But tonight was different. Tonight he woke up screaming.
His disorder was starting to get worse.