Insomnia sucks man. Nobody around me understands how brutal this shit is, especially when you just did a bunch of physical work the day before and desperately needed rest. Doesn’t help that all my family disregards the struggle as insignificant. My mother acts like it’s my fault I have terrible insomnia, not the fact I’m a lonely, touch starved, socially isolated guy who also has chronic physical health issues that require medications that even cause insomnia. She’s the one who chose to have me at age 40 knowing the risks despite the fact she has serious mental problems as well like Asperger’s and severe OCD (both of which she passed on to me, btw. Hate how she acts like all the blame for my struggles with inceldom, loneliness, and insomnia are self inflicted. If I had a choice, I wouldn’t be suffering. I didn’t choose to be born with these genetics and to be bullied and ostracized during my formative years.
