Once I was in high school and had my own bed and privacy, I couldn't help but think there was something wrong with the girl who slept better on a couch than she ever did in her bed. I didn't feel like I knew how to get comfortable in a situation I hadn't had until now. I don't remember a lot of sleep in high school.
When I came to college. my dorm roommate loved sleep. It helped me that she loved sleep more during the day and loved being up all night because I related. Going to sleep when the sun was coming up and waking up when the sun was going down is a memory me and Manolo laugh about now for it being such a prime example of freshmen freedom and the straight disregard for so many other responsibilities.
When people ask me how I am casually at work or when I'm out and I respond with "tired," or "exchausted," I hate it. Being tired isn't a trait of the boss attitude I strive so hard to have. Being tired is an excuse I used to use so much to stop doing something I love and get rest instead. I could give you a lecture on how important sleep is to your ~health~ but let's not. SO what do we do? We try to be better.
I'm still very much struggling with this, but the first thing I decided to do was track my sleep in my trusty bullet journal. Seeing a visual of my bad habits has helped me understand my bad habits and I think that's true for anything. I think this is a small step for me in tracking so many other bad habits I've adapted. Seeing the tracker and directly seeing my mood tracker for each day on the next page shows a direct correlation on days when I got very little sleep and my less than great mood. I hope that at the end of the year my sleep tracker shows a much healthier ratio.