1. How do you feel about going to sleep?
It's become a complex of it's own. I hate sleeping, but I'm so desperately tired I crave it endlessly.
I have the same kind of dreams over and over again. I find myself in some situation in which everyone I care about in the dream dies one after another in front of me. There's never anything I can do to stop it, they always die some horrible death, I always live. This has been a constant for over a decade, yet it never gets easier. Not gonna lie, it just sucks.
2. Do you avoid going to sleep?
Yes and no. If I don't sleep I can't function properly. I become emotionally unstable and risk important real life needs such as employment. It's become a necessary evil, but christ it's really evil.
The torture of Tantalus springs to mind as a comparison.
3. What do you do about it?
Unhealthy amounts of sedatives to put me out for a few hours. I can't willingly just sleep. I have to be utterly useless to anyone for any reason or I can't justify not being alert. The logic being since I am utterly useless, I may as well do the only practical thing left which is to sleep it off.
The catch 22 of it all is the guilt of putting myself into a position of being useless. I'm terrified something is going to happen one day where someone I care about really needs me, but I can't do anything but drool on the floor.
But it's the only way I can get any sleep. Damned either way.
I don't want to say exactly what I take and how much, it's not illegal or anything, just an non-sustainable unhealthy bit of self medicating. It's not like I haven't tried goddamned everything else. Short of committing a felony drug offense or literally hitting myself with a hammer, or becoming a benzo junkie.... There just isn't anything else. If there was I'd jump on it.
Oh and of course followed by too much caffeine... yeah, I know, I know....
4. Does your spouse help you?
No. My broken brain is my problem, I'll not burden the people I care about with my impossible dilemma from a choice I made many years ago. This is my cross to bear, no one else's. I've made my bed, now I'll lay in it.
This is my choice for me, I'm not saying it's correct, but it's my decision for myself. Other people are free to do as they wish with theirs, without judgement from me.