All my life I've struggled with it. It used to be just falling asleep, but now it's also staying asleep. It's also caused a lot of emotional issues for me as many would think it was a choice to stay up late or sleep at odd hours, my family included. They often talked crap about me because I'd sleep until noon sometimes, but usually if I slept until noon it was because I didn't get to sleep until maybe 8am. They knew I struggled with it but instead of taking me to a Dr or something they'd rather just talk about me and make me feel like crap for something I had no control of.
My sleeping problem only got worse as I got older. How could it not adding adulthood, relationships, 2 kids, afflictions, deaths, depression, etc. Not to mention the never-ending curveballs that life loves to throw my way. I learned to manage it a little better, but not well enough, until recently.
I found a combo of methods that work for me and was able to get myself on a schedule, which is a huge accomplishment. I was able to fall asleep by midnight (that's early for me) and wake up by 6:30am. I was actually sleeping through the night too, when usually i toss and turn, waking up about 3-4 times each night/morning. I was getting ready early, being more productive and trying to practice more discipline, while distracting myself with tasks. It was helping.
Now you're probably wondering why I'm going on and on about sleep. Well..... it's 2am and I'm laying here awake, when I'm actually tired and want to go to sleep, but no I have to be someone's alarm clock. And yes I do have to do this because my boys and I completely rely on this person. I'm just pissed because I realized my whole family and bf does this. They make me look and feel bad because of my sleep schedule, but don't hesitate to use it when it benefits them. I'm expected to stay up until 2am now and try to fall asleep as soon as possible after (nearly impossible for me) so I can wake up at 6:30am to get my boys ready for school. Then I'm supposed to fit more sleep, cleaning, getting ready, and running errands all before picking up my boys at 1. I'm just frustrated... and tired... and needed to vent.
Thanks to whoever took the time to read this.
~S~