Days would pass without me noticing them really. They were fractured, broken, like me. I opened my eyes in the morning and suddenly it was evening again and I was looking out, exhausted. Just another day with Idiopathic Hypersomnia.
Can definitely relate to that. Before diagnosis i was sleeping 22 hours of the day. I would get up for the evening meal and minor socialisation with the family, toilet breaks and then back to sleep. It was lonely and inescapable.
Trying my hardest to cope with a rare neurological sleep disorder some people don't even believe exists and yet manages to ruin my life.
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