Sleep Struggles Quotes

All my life I have been a poor go-to-sleeper. No matter how great my weariness, the wrench of parting with consciousness is unspeakably repulsive to me.

Sleep and I do not have a good relationship. We have never been good friends. I am constantly chasing sleep and then pushing it away. A good night's sleep is my white whale. Like Ahab, I am also a total drama queen about it. I love to talk about how little sleep I get. I brag about it, as if it is a true indication of how hard I work.

I don't like waking up. I feel like staying in bed usually, but I can't because I've got two kids standing next to my bed, just eager to live another day.

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I really struggle to get up in the morning, but I also get my best ideas really late at night, when I'm trying to sleep.

If you have insomnia, it's important to know you're not alone; there are millions of people also struggling with their sleep. Talk about what you're going through with others, including your doctor, and continue trying new things to help manage your insomnia.

Sleep came slower than a frigid woman.

My parents would have to put the fire hose on me to get me out of bed, to go to school in the morning. They would use a cattle prod and just shock me, or throw boiling water on me, or fire a gun next to my head, to get me out of bed.

There is a gulf fixed between those who can sleep and those who cannot. It is one of the greatest divisions of the human race.

I'm that person: I will literally do everything to not get out of bed, so I have alarms set for every 15 minutes.

All my life I have battled the alarm clock, pummeling the snooze button over and over with mounting self-loathing until the shame is finally strong enough to lever me upright.

Sleep resistance, bouts of insomnia, nightmares, night terrors, crawling into bed with parents in the middle of the night - all these are so common among children, it seems fair to call them 'normal.'

Sleep is a prison for a boy who has friends to meet.