I Asked 12 People What Sleep Deprivation Has Done To Them, And Their Answers Are A Real Wakeup Call

I Asked 12 People What Sleep Deprivation Has Done To Them, And Their Answers Are A Real Wakeup Call


I'm part of a generation that doesn't really get much sleep. Why? Most likely due to many factors: One being odd work hours and the other is being on our phones too much, especially before bedtime. I, personally, never get an adequate amount of sleep. I'm a night owl and that's when I'm most productive so my mind is always racing.

When I get into bed, I'm guilty of being on my phone and/or watching Netflix. Even when I try to not be on any technology, I still find my mind is racing a mile a minute, even though I physically feel exhausted. When I'm sleeping, I wake up a few times in the middle of the night. I can't even remember the last time I had a full eight hours of sleep without waking up.

I figured I'd ask some of my friends what it's like to be sleep deprived and how many hours of sleep they get a night and to be part of #TeamNoSleep and this is what they had to say:


"If I don't take a sleeping aid, I can go about three days without any sleep. But on average I sleep two to three hours. It feels like my brain won't shut down, sometimes I think it's the fact that I eat dinner late at night. But most of the times, right when I'm falling asleep, either I suddenly feel wide awake in that instant, or the smallest noise or anything causes me to wake up."


"I prefer working at night, but all of my schedules require that I get up early. I usually get 5-7 hours of sleep interrupted by my dogs or neuroticism."


"Because of my work schedule, I get maybe four hours of sleep every night. Last night I got two hours of sleep and I felt miserable today. It makes me not want to function for the whole day."


"On average, I get about five hours of sleep a day depending on the day of the week. I wake up at two in the morning for work and some days I don't make it back to bed until eight or nine at night. Being constantly sleep deprived is like operating at 60%, always. You forget things a lot easier, drinking water and eating good food make a world of a difference in your daily lethargy.

Your days don't really have a start or an end. Monday through Friday feels like one long day. And then on the weekend, you crash and catch up on the week's lost sleep — that is if you don't try and have a social life.


"I do not sleep well, mostly because of all the stress in my life and my brain is constantly thinking about things I need to get done and achieve. Also, another weird thing about why I don't sleep well is because I am pretty sure my house is haunted!"


"I’ve always had this unspoken love/hate relationship with sleep deprivation but I have learned to take control of my sleeping habits. I’m a very dynamic person. Because I have a lot of energy, I tend to take on multiple projects at a time. This can sometimes become problematic for my sleep schedule when I’m on deadline for my job, but it’s more of a mindset that I have to maintain for myself. If I stay positive or pay no mind to being up late, it’s not as bad as when I allow myself to feel overwhelmed.

That overwhelming feeling only comes about when I have nights that I only slept three or four hours of sleep (especially on the rare occasion when it’s even less than that). Sleep cycle calculators are my best friend and I’m always looking up simple ways to unwind before bedtime. I’ve noticed that I always sleep better with my loved one so being in a long distance relationship sure takes its toll on my sleeping pattern. Usually, work-related stress is the primary reason or sometimes just binge-watching TV shows on Netflix when I shouldn’t. My best days are on the rare weekends when I don’t have an early morning (into a full day) and I get a solid 9-10 hours of quality rest.

Typically, my golden standard is six hours. But I’ve always been a night owl. In some ways, there’s a sense of solitude in being awake that late. The world is quiet and for me, that’s usually the time I write, meditate or pray. I’ve gotten better at not feeling sleep deprived (especially after giving up coffee) with exercising and accepting the fact that if I’m up, I might as well use the time wisely."


"I attempt to go to bed around midnight and wake up around three/four in the morning and then again when my alarm goes off at 6:45 a.m. So I get roughly five to six hours if I actually fall asleep. I’m normally in bed by midnight or 12:30 but don’t fall asleep for another hour or so. I toss and turn a lot and can’t even attempt to fall asleep without a Tempurpedic pillow or else my neck will be all sorts of messed up in the morning. It’s frustrating. Also, our AC doesn’t work currently so it’s hard to get comfortable "


"I sleep four to six hours a night. What it’s like? It sucks, I want to cry every morning! Why I don’t sleep is because I’m extremely busy — two jobs and five classes at school and then when I get home and try to go to bed, it’s very difficult to shut my mind off."


"I get maybe six hours of sleep, especially if I have something big happening the next day. And I don't sleep well without background noise... when it's too quiet, thinking about everything I need to do the next day keeps me up. When I get home from work, my brain doesn't calm down and I am wired and can't sleep. I guess I have anxiety sometimes. I worry about stuff more at night."


"It's kinda by choice. You know I have two daughters, four and one, and I usually get around three-four hours of sleep max every night. I watch the kids all day, then work on my business at night while my wife works during the day because daycare for both children every month is like $2,500+. "


"I now get six and a half to seven hours of sleep a night and I do OK sleeping through the night since I’m on new medication. Before this medicine with my anxiety, I would wake up hours at a time and my mind would be wandering, thinking about everything. With the stress that millennials have now of days and the pressure that generations before us put on us, I think we are constantly trying to live up to expectations in everything that we do. So stress keeps us from relaxing sometimes."


"I get five hours, probably because of being on the internet. I check the news before I go to bed and when I wake up, The Washington Post, It's really addicting. And when I want a pleasant distraction I'll put on 'The Ellen Show' and then it's like two hours later, all of a sudden, and I've entered into a wormhole and I'm Googling something crazy like, what is the gestation period for giraffes? Because at that moment I wanna know more than I wanna sleep. Sleep just feels so hard to reach in that it's a mindset of okayness where you're pulling yourself away from so many interesting distractions and trying to get yourself to temporarily not care about those things."

Cover Image Credit: Unsplash

Popular Right Now

I'm A Woman And You Can't Convince Me Breastfeeding In Public Is OK In 2019

Sorry, not sorry.


Lately, I have seen so many people going off on social media about how people shouldn't be upset with mothers breastfeeding in public. You know what? I disagree.

There's a huge difference between being modest while breastfeeding and just being straight up careless, trashy and disrespectful to those around you. Why don't you try popping out a boob without a baby attached to it and see how long it takes for you to get arrested for public indecency? Strange how that works, right?

So many people talking about it bring up the point of how we shouldn't "sexualize" breastfeeding and seeing a woman's breasts while doing so. Actually, all of these people are missing the point. It's not sexual, it's just purely immodest and disrespectful.

If you see a girl in a shirt cut too low, you call her a slut. If you see a celebrity post a nude photo, you call them immodest and a terrible role model. What makes you think that pulling out a breast in the middle of public is different, regardless of what you're doing with it?

If I'm eating in a restaurant, I would be disgusted if the person at the table next to me had their bare feet out while they were eating. It's just not appropriate. Neither is pulling out your breast for the entire general public to see.

Nobody asked you to put a blanket over your kid's head to feed them. Nobody asked you to go feed them in a dirty bathroom. But you don't need to basically be topless to feed your kid. Growing up, I watched my mom feed my younger siblings in public. She never shied away from it, but the way she did it was always tasteful and never drew attention. She would cover herself up while doing it. She would make sure that nothing inappropriate could be seen. She was lowkey about it.

Mindblowing, right? Wait, you can actually breastfeed in public and not have to show everyone what you're doing? What a revolutionary idea!

There is nothing wrong with feeding your baby. It's something you need to do, it's a part of life. But there is definitely something wrong with thinking it's fine to expose yourself to the entire world while doing it. Nobody wants to see it. Nobody cares if you're feeding your kid. Nobody cares if you're trying to make some sort of weird "feminist" statement by showing them your boobs.

Cover up. Be modest. Be mindful. Be respectful. Don't want to see my boobs? Good, I don't want to see yours either. Hard to believe, I know.

Related Content

Connect with a generation
of new voices.

We are students, thinkers, influencers, and communities sharing our ideas with the world. Join our platform to create and discover content that actually matters to you.

Learn more Start Creating

When You're With The Right Guy, He'll Take The Time To Learn About Your Mental Illness, Trust Me

If he wants to make it work and really loves you, he'll learn all of your ins and outs.


My boyfriend and I have been dating for a little over a year. The journey we've been on to get to where we are now has been one of the scariest and most fun roller coasters I've ever been on.

My mental health has come in the way of a lot of relationships, both romantic and platonic. I've never quite been able to find a way to master explaining it to people. And I still haven't. Explaining what can happen in your head, when you can barely explain it to yourself is a very difficult and often heart wrenching task.

When I had started dating my boyfriend, I was scared to tell him about my mental health. While I have gained a lot of confidence and it isn't nearly as severe as it was years ago, I know how it can get when "one of those days" comes. I know how scary I can get when I fall into a panic attack. I know how hard it can be to look at someone you love while they have a tear stained face unable to tell you what's wrong.

In the past I've tried two different things. One being that I wouldn't tell them at all and I would try to go day by day like I didn't have this cloud above my head. Once they'd see what I can get like, they'd leave. They "couldn't handle the amount of work I needed" or they felt burdened by being with me. Some would even say they "love me too much to put themselves through seeing me like that."

The other option I tried was putting it all out on the table. I had tried that once. I had told my most recent ex boyfriend everything. I laid it all out on the line, hoping that it would be different. At first, it was. He was comforting and understanding. Until it got to a point where he was using what I told him against me.

He knew my weak points. He knew what would hit the hardest and he was good at what he was doing.

It wasn't until my current boyfriend that I realized that isn't how love should be.

He could tell from the beginning that there were missing puzzle pieces. There were walls that I had build around me that I wasn't about to let just anyone knock down. At first, I found his pestering quite rude. Until he proved his point. He had come to me one night and said he wanted me to tell him everything. No details left behind.

I kind of sat there with my mouth open. I actually tried to pretend as if I didn't know what he was talking about. Within minutes, I was spilling everything. Every crevice I could have touched base on, I did. While I thought he was going to look shocked, scared, or bored even.

He didn't.

He was looking deep into my eyes the whole time. He never broke eye contact with me. He was focused and didn't say anything, just nodded his head. After I was finished and the tears were falling, he held me in an embrace and the only words he could mutter was, "You are so beautiful and one of the strongest people I know. You will get stronger. I promise."

He's taken the time to learn everything. He's watched psychologist's lectures, he's read articles. He's done everything in his power to learn what I need on my dark times. He honestly has gotten to know me so well, I think he knows me better than I know myself.

Not only has it helped our relationship as a whole, but it's helped me learn about myself in a way that I couldn't quite do on my own. He's offered me a kind of love that I've never had before. One where I don't have to fear rejection or getting left behind.

Ladies, if he's the right guy, he'll do whatever it takes to make sure that you have exactly what you need. Not just physically but mentally as well. My guy knows the days where, I could just really use a good cry and being held for 20 minutes. He also knows when I need reassurance.

A guy that truly loves you will learn these things about you. He won't ignore you, he won't brush it off and say "you'll be fine."

Take my word on it, that's the guy you'll want to marry someday.

I know I do.

Related Content

Facebook Comments