It's been going okay, but nights are still the scariest and I'm not sure why.

I have pretty obvious indigestion but have managed to convince myself I've caught some awful illness. Yay, OCD!

Why does nighttime have to suck so bad? Just want to run to a support person or seek reassurance wherever I can find it, but I'm holding off. The longer I wait, the bigger the win - sometimes I make it out the other end myself, sometimes I don't. 

Does anyone else know the feeling?