My father and I have been discussing the side effects of a poor lifestyle especially the lack of sleep to an individual. The discourse we had earlier is pretty interesting. He shared what he thinks is the main cause of his sleeplessness. I found out that we’re pretty much the same. Father-like son, I guess. I shared what I think can help him to fight that and he agreed since he’s been doing some of them already.
Right now, by the time of writing this, it's already 3:00 am. It's fun to think that we were just talking about sleeplessness earlier and now here we are, talking to myself out loud using my laptop and word processing software. I can’t sleep. I’ve been forcing myself, especially my mind to shut the fck up but it keeps on fighting back. I have no choice but to stay up late and release these overwhelming thoughts.
My father mentioned that every time he has a problem, especially with his work, he can’t sleep properly. He said that he keeps on thinking about it. He can’t explain thoroughly but I understand because we’re on the same page. A thought will result in another thought and those thoughts keep on producing and spreading like plant roots. The worse is it keeps deepening, destructing the peaceful rhythm of the mind.
It's happening right now. My brain is full of tangled thoughts and I can’t even process one of those. Do you imagine thinking about a lot of things all at once? Yes, messy and indeed a headache. I already feel sleepy yet I can’t sleep. Every time I close my eyes the voice inside my head keeps distracting me. It's me vs. myself.
Here are some of the tips that I shared with my father to avoid being wide awake at night —when you’re overthinking, distract yourself by doing other things; avoid or limit the usage of smartphone and other devices that emits blue light; and avoid doing activities that can stimulate the mind. He said that he’s already doing the first one, and it's effective. That’s great, I said.
Right now, I am on my laptop sharing this with y’all. Pretty contradicting with what I said to my father to avoid using gadgets. But I have no choice. Writing is my outlet to help my thoughts be organized. I am fixing the twisted wires and putting them into an organized and formatted blog. It helps me calm my mind and be tired. Actually, I got my first yawn. That’s a good sign, probably.
For the latter part of this blog, I want to dedicate this as a gratitude to HIVE and all of the people who are part of it; the bloggers, the mods, the developers, the traders — basically all of the part of the HIVE community. Without this platform, probably I don’t have anything to look forward to in writing; most likely my thoughts will be left in my device storage waiting to be deleted. Without HIVE, the Hive PH community will not exist and I will not meet several amazing people that continue to inspire me and put a smile on my face. Y'all help me to go on with my life. Without HIVE I will not find a purpose in my writing skill, and I will not earn a dime from it. Thank you so much HIVE. This paragraph might be nonsense and unrelated to the preceding paragraphs but I want this one to be spontaneous and purely from the heart. I just feel grateful because I am sure that I will not be encouraged to express myself in writing if I don't feel safe and supported by the community.
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