Nightmares. Almost every night now,'you weren't having dreams, you were having nightmares and they got worse each night you'd have one.
Some nights, you wouldn't let yourself fall asleep because of it. When Taylor would question your lack of sleep, you'd say it was because you weren't feeling good. At first, she believed you, but as you were using that same excuse often, she didn't buy it any longer. Your lack of sleep was causing her to worry about you and as she'd take her worry with her to work with her, it was starting to take a toll on her music career and you had no idea. Not giving you any choice, she sat down with you and you reluctantly joined her and talked it all out as you were telling her what was going to keep you up. You nearly had a breakdown as you spilled the beans to her as she was comforting you.
Taylor coaxed you through it, and she ask that you tell her these things instead of keeping these kind of things bottled in you. However, you didn't keep your promise because you were writing it all down in the blank pages of your journal. Before going anywhere knowing Taylor would remain at home during your absence, you hid your journal, thinking she wouldn't find it. Once you learned she had in fact, found it, and read it, you distraught. Dismayed.
So, once again, you told her everything and every night, she'd try using different techniques to help you sleep.
The one that seemed to help you the most, was her singing you to sleep. Soon enough, the nightmares had eventually stopped and you were beginning to sleep more and more soundlessly.
