I find that the nighttime, particularly bedtime, is the time when my life slows down just enough to force the worst of my symptoms to the surface, like someone hit the floodlight switch.

I also often feel like it's the only chance I get on the clock NOT to be interrupted by other people, and a part of me craves that.

I could never in a million years set a bedtime for myself (i.e. mentally note, "Okay, I have to be up at 7:00am, so I'm going to go to bed at 12:30."), the mere thought of that is petrifying. I have a very difficult time spending the night with others (in relationships, etc.), and usually wind up more or less "passing out" in the middle of some activity, when exhaustion and medication finally mesh and take over.

"Lately, I'm not dreaming, so what's the point in sleeping? It's just that at night, I've got nowhere to hide." -JM