To sleep or not to sleep is out of the question

For roughly a week or two I went without any kind of sleeping aid because I ran out, had a cold and couldn't be bothered to ask anyone else to fetch another batch for me, but also due to a never ending curiosity of how my body will react when deprived of something it's used to. My mom rolls her eyes at me every time it happens (yeah that implicates I do this on a semi-regular basis and therefore should know very well how it makes me react >.>) figuring one day the research will stick in my brain long enough for me to not repeat it yet again.

This particular medication (Attarax) does help me to relax enough to fall asleep within a reasonable time frame and, most importantly, it allows me to sleep uninterrupted through the night. But there's also this side-effect of being weighed down by heavy drowsiness the following day, thus it never quite feels as if I've rested, even with the added nap(s) included in the equation.

Occasionally this drowsiness will drift off into a feeling that isn't too far removed from depression. Which I'm not, nor want to be. Lots of fun things have happened recently, I'm fundamentally really positive and looking forward. There's nothing for me to get in that state for, leading me to believe that the medication might not be worth it.

If I'm to choose between sleep or happiness ... then I'd rather hang onto the happiness and instead look for other solutions to my sleeping problems. Such as getting started at the gym, as well as that internship. Activity, in combination with adjusting when I go to bed (hehehehrm), will probably do me a lot more good than depending solely on a pill.

Watching/Listening to music videos such as the one below this post, which my younger sister linked me to yesterday, adds to the determination not to give up too easily >:D

For some reason it reminds me of Jeh O.o

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