I got to thinking today (I know, scary thought) and remembered a time, for about two years or more when I was so depressed and wasn't able to nap during the day, that I would wish for a flu-like illness. Yes, I was that sick, for I would have rather taken on a case of fever, shakes, chills, and the violent explosion out each end if it meant a valid excuse to be able to sleep all day long. I couldn't take naps because I struggle with the guilt of needing extra rest along my responsibilities that I knew I couldn't accomplish and would fail at. It was that bad, that I would pray to be sick enough so my body and brain would shut down long enough to vacate the world for a day or two. I would have actually rather had food poisoning or the flu because that is how heavy it was to face the day being depressed. I wasn't asking for a lifetime disease, just a couple of days of sleep without any guilt. I went through this wishing every day to rest my weary body and mind.
Needless to say it never happened and I don't know when I stopped this sick wishing for sickness, but looking back makes me realize I have been getting better over the course of time. Now, I'd still like to sleep the entire day away or even take a small nap, but I think that is a far cry and a little bit more "normal" than hoping for the flu just so I can sleep. Yeah, I think there's some improvement there. :)