One meal per day:
6 pm dinner: desi chick peas sprouted to 4 day stage (isoflavones, known clinically to promote sleep, plus this is a good all around food to eat, rich in antioxidants, and my brain is oxidizing itself,) mung bean sprouts (flavonoids, again to promote sleep and prevent my brain from oxidizing itself to nothing), right now black currants are ripe in the garden: bowl of black currants: anthocyanidins - potent antioxidant, mixed with plain yoghurt and even blueberries.
8 pm: 1 mg Clonazepam, 150 mg Lyrica, 300 mg Carbamazepine, 75 mg Quetiapine, 22.5 mg Mirtazapine, 200 mg Prometrium (per rectum, and I'm male, but prometrium promotes sleep), 25 mg Agomelatine (potent Melatonin synthetic analogue) +- CBD vape, although CBD tends to create a spike so I'm not too crazy about it, I use myself as a guinea pig.
This will give me 3 hours sleep. Maybe. If I'm lucky. Because by 9 p.m. I'm so fucking exhausted, I watch boring YouTube video of chess annotation which also helps get to sleep, pick someone with a mellow voice, lol.
Midnight: 0.5 mg Clonazepam, 150 mg Lyrica, 200 mg Carbamazepine, 50 mg Quetiapine, 15 mg Mirtazapine +- CBD vape (again CBD tends to create a spike, but also promotes sleep, so I don't know about this, CBD also promotes neural plasticity and neurogenesis, one reason I crazily persist)
If things get really bad (and I am always borderline suicidal), 3.75 mg Zopiclone (this is an emergency medication, only take once or twice per week, reserve for spikes, even then, do not get hooked, you will never get off, and it will seriously mess your brain up), my doctor does not prescribe it, so I have to "find it," 15 mg Codeine (again this is a dangerous med, but if sleep desperately needed it might help), if my wife gets a surgery or something, I ask her for her 30 mg Codeine and cut in half. I had shingles a few years ago, told the doctor I had severe pain, so I have a vial of Morphine. That Morphine is the only Morphine I'm ever going to get in my life, so I have to make it last. Such as one tablet every other week, at most. If I really do want to end it all, I won't take Morphine: I might puke it all up, and end up in hospital. To end it all, I would take an entire vial of Amlodipine. That is a guaranteed one way ticket to a body bag, no ICU can save you, you are done. I have blood pressure and take Amlodipine. If I watch my diet and exercise, I can save up "extra" at end of month, "bank" the extra, so I can have a completely lethal dose. My blood pressure would tank, I would pass out from low blood pressure, and my organs would all die. And my heart would also stop. So guaranteed. And no chance of puking that stuff up. Once it goes down, it's there to stay, so have to be sure this is actually it, because like I said, no going back, no second chance, no showing up in emergency, no ICU will save you, you are done.
So I've slept from 9-12.
I get back to sleep by 2:30 am if I'm lucky, but right now I have a bad spike and I'm not lucky, wake up probably 6:30.
Total sleep 7 hours. Feel dead. Haul myself out of bed and get my ass into work, I'm not going to stay in bed all day, I work in a quiet zone, and I can still somehow manage to pull it off, but in reality I have no stamina, lot of days I get zero done, workplace tolerates that, because I'm senior and still good at what I do (don't ask me how). Everyone at work speaks extremely quiet around me, if they get excited and talk too loud, I put my palms out and they instantly quiet down, everyone knows I'm in rough shape.
Welcome to my nightmare.
Ending it all? not possible, my workplace says instantly: NO! Plus my wife doesn't want me to do it, and I have a good friend who says if I go, she will follow right after me, so I can't do that to her either. I could still use the coin to contribute to my wife's whole life, I got rejected for whole life, but when my wife goes, my kids will get an ok inheritance, by which time they will be around 65, and could use the money because no workplace provides pension like in the old days, I'm actually on pension and my wife has 100% survivor benefit, so if I go, she will be fine money-wise, but I also have to stick around because my daughter needs CBD but can't afford it, and my son needs CBD and also can't afford it. My daughter has dermatomyositis and my son has schizophrenia. I have 2 other children, one we keep in touch with, the other has decided to not keep in touch with us, but he still gets 25% inheritance irrespective, just because my family environment is dysfunctional, my kids did not ask to be born, so no one is cut off. That's my policy.
Oh, and I have ridiculous hyperacusis, low-frequency hypersensitivity and generalized sound hypersensitivity, cannot go to any show, cannot drive without hearing protection. If someone fires up a lawnmower, I run, if there is a Harley, I block my ears, besides ALWAYS wearing Bose QC25 everywhere, such as in grocery store, outside, almost anywhere, except inside my house. At my workplace I always have CD of restful rain, and at night I also play restful rain continuous, and Enya songs continuously (my daughter took the tracks through Audacity to compress the high low peaks, and adjust the SPL so each song is same SPL). I always carry musician hearing protectors in my jeans and fish them out if there is fire alarm and I'm trapped in the wrong area at the wrong time.
I have zero stamina, my gas tank was empty years ago, and I'm just running on battery power. I sold my old house due to idiots with modified exhaust pickup truck and fortunately had the coin and exceptional good fortune to be able to afford a house at the end of dead end (appropriately with a sign NO EXIT), far enough away from steel plant and railroad tracks so those noises do not enter my house. Those pickup truck idiots made me permanently worse, I have low frequency hypersensitivity and generalized sound hypersensitivity thanks to those idiots.
So not to be insensitive, and I am completely understanding of everyone here, WYFP?