my day 3

I woke up twice again.. around 3;20 and 5:10 am from yet another nightmare it looks like even though I take my meds they are not stopping, but I thank God I’m still here. I have a roof, food, family, and my pets who are my life support. But there are times that I give up and I don’t know what to do. It’s hard to live like this. I wish my nightmares end but there’s no hope. I’m too old for this and trying very hard to be my best. Me and my husband adopted a dog and it’s hard for me sometimes cuz I am in pain, it’s not easy especially if the dog is stronger than me. I’m getting close to him but there are times I can’t handle the stress and I want to go back to the past and think about it. I told my husband no many times but he was very forceful about it, he never had a dog of his own so that’s the reason I accepted it. But there are times that I think, what about me?.. but I just want him to be happy despite how I feel. I always say suck it up and keep going. Good nite