I try to avoid sleep until it can’t be helped sometimes. My dreams are almost never enjoyable. They’re always stressful, and they’re continuous too. So it’s like I’m living in an alternate reality when I sleep, where stuff is still horrible, just different things to be anxious about. And even there no one wants to be around me. You’d think that in dreams, where anything could happen, I’d be able to escape. But I continue to torture myself instead.