Embarrassed
#1
Posted 22 November 2012 - 06:59 AM
I think it's gotten better since I was diagnosed, because I guess I feel as if there is a real reason, and one that I can't control. I'm not just lazy! But I still have times where I feel embarrassed about falling asleep, sleeping in late, or napping.
I also feel horrible because I tend to be late to everything. It's even worse because I'm usually upset with people if they are late, too. As hard as I try to get up on time and leave on time, I just never do. Same thing with my college classes, I just always manage to miss class or not finish an assignment on time. (It doesn't help that I'm a procrastinator!) The other thing that goes with this, is I feel really frustrated. Most people juggle many things in life; work, kids, marriage, school, community involvement, etc. However, I feel like I have sleep to juggle as well, and it affects everything else. It is so hard to predict when I might get tired or whether I'll really be able to make that party on Friday because I work all day and may very well just come home and sleep the evening away. And this means that I have to prioritize my life accordingly. I often neglect pitching in around the house because I feel like I just want to be awake and relax for a few hours. Or I want to go out with friends, but the problem is that between work, school, and sleep I just never have enough time. So I end up cutting something else short (like school work) or ignoring things completely.
Anyone else notice this? Did it get better when you were diagnosed? What other feelings have you struggled with when dealing with N?
#2
Posted 22 November 2012 - 12:14 PM
I find that when I am more awake I arrive on time and keep things cleaner and when I am not everything tends to fall to the side. Cleaning is the last thing I want to do with what little energy I have. I actually get so foggy I will not process that there is a need to clean.
I have had a myriad of emotions from relief to fear to joy and sadness. In some ways, I believe I am grieving. I am grieving what can never be. At the same time I am in a process of discovering what life with knowledge and treatment can and will be. That is exciting.
#3
Posted 22 November 2012 - 07:08 PM
At times I feel embarrassed about needing to sleep. I do not remember a time when I was not sleepy. I was often told I was "wasting my life," "lazy" or some other negative thing. Even though I know it is not correct, a lot of that negative association is still there. It is definitely a process to change it.
I find that when I am more awake I arrive on time and keep things cleaner and when I am not everything tends to fall to the side. Cleaning is the last thing I want to do with what little energy I have. I actually get so foggy I will not process that there is a need to clean.
I have had a myriad of emotions from relief to fear to joy and sadness. In some ways, I believe I am grieving. I am grieving what can never be. At the same time I am in a process of discovering what life with knowledge and treatment can and will be. That is exciting.
You pin pointed what I was trying to say about cleaning being the last thing you want to do with the little energy you have.
Thanks for your reply! It's just nice to know that I'm not the only one who feels so frustrated sometimes. And I can totally understand the grieving. I feel like that sometimes, but I am also very excited to have the help that I need to do better in life. To be more awake and focused, is truly a blessing and even if it's never going to be normal, it's much better than without the help from medication and support from people who understand, or those who might not but can support me anyway.
#4
Posted 23 November 2012 - 04:34 PM
#5
Posted 07 December 2012 - 01:51 PM
#6
Posted 09 December 2012 - 01:19 PM
After dealing with that for an entire school year and thinking that there was something really wrong with me when my teacher brought it up to my parents (it happened that often that year), I started doing different things to try and keep me present. It didn't always work, but I never again raised my hand and not know where we were again.










