remember how my teen was waking me up at night with noise at 3am, and i thought i was soooo smart by buying earplugs rather than hoping he’d change habits?
this is how reality played out to crush my hopes and dreams of an easy sleep solution:
round 1: i got earplugs, which was better but i’d still wake up - he is so damn loud!
round 2: we tried switching beds for a few nights- he slept in the living room and i’ll sleep in his room. even though i’m scared to go into his trash-filled room. i slept way better. but...
his 18 year old sister lives here too. and having him sleep until lunchtime in the living area was too intrusive to her. so: i slept better, but her problems with him often became my problems too...
round 3: back to the beginning, where the least pain all around was me sleeping in the living room with earplugs. (at least now i know to grin and bear it, so i am actually happier.)
sometimes - well, more often than not - i find the only “solution” is to move forward.
and to be ready for the finish line to move (again, and again, and...) each time i cross it.
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maybe to state the obvious, why not consider moving?