sleeping habits

In college, I learned that keeping everything inside was not the best way to deal with things because they always find their way out.

My first semester at college, I was stuck with a roommate, a junior nuclear science major, who was very serious. She spoke German fluently and would converse on the phone so I never knew what she was saying. I often thought I had gone crazy. We did not bond at all. At some point, I woke up in the middle of the night to hear her giggling. After a couple of weeks, I told her that I thought someone was in bed with her because she was giggling loudly in the middle of the night. She responded that she thought someone was in bed with me because she heard me screaming in my sleep. I knew that I talked in my sleep, but was shocked by this news. Then she informed me that it was not only screaming, but also the foulest language she had ever heard. She repeated many of the expletives I used during the night. It was not pretty. I moved across campus, but was told repeatedly by my other roommates that my night-time rages continued. One of my roommates actually thought someone was being raped outside of our dorm until she discovered it was me screaming at the top of my lungs whilst sound asleep. I do not know how long this continued, but I started writing to express my negative feelings more appropriately. Then I started telling people how I really feel. I guess it worked because my neighbors have not complained.