Don’t share a room with an insomniac

Oh, my poor brother. He’s sharing a room with my husband and I for the first few days while we are on vacation (normally he lives in another state), and I’m not sure he knew what he was getting himself into.

My husband knows this, he’s adapted, but my brother? Not so much. See, I don’t sleep. Like….at all. I go to sleep well past midnight most nights, and I’m up by 5am, with nightmares all throughout the night. I’m constantly up, sometimes yelling in my sleep, occasionally attacking people (sorry husband, it’s not on purpose, I promise!).

While I suppose the majority of people go to sleep at a more “normal” hour…I just can’t. I’ll be awake, trying to talk to people, be with people, just so I don’t have to be alone with myself in the late hours. My husband and I have some of our best (and worst) hours late at night.

Last night was an example of this. It was 11:30pm, late for my brother, and he wanted to go to sleep. Well, I wasn’t tired (or drunk) enough to go to sleep. Most nights, I’m literally afraid to close my eyes. I never know what my nights will bring.

So I just kept delaying and procrastinating and making everyone laugh. It was fun, it was a good time, and no one would probably see any issue with it. Just someone wanting to be up a little longer.

But it stems from something deeper. It isn’t just “wanting to keep the party going”, it isn’t just that I’m “too excited to sleep” or anything like that….it’s just a seriously deep fear of closing my eyes and the nightmares.

My husband has adjusted to this, he pretty much knows what’s up. He knows I don’t sleep, he knows I can’t go to sleep early (without the help of copious amounts of alcohol), he’s woken me up from screaming in my sleep, I’ve attacked him too many times to count in my sleep…. Damn. When you put it like that, I guess it’s a miracle he’s still with me! Hah.

Anyway, I guess the moral of the story is…know what you’re getting yourself into before sharing a room with someone who doesn’t sleep 🙃

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