A typical pre-insomnia workday |
The hardest part about getting over insomnia (yes, I say every part was the hardest part!) was divesting from my bed.
As I mentioned in "Bye, Bye, Beddie,"
a good portion of my pre-insomnia leisure and relaxation time was spent
in my bed. But the rules of stimulus control are clear: your bed should
only be used for sleep (and, as they almost always tack onto the end,
sex). So I stopped using my bed as a hangout spot.
You
don't know what you've got 'til it's gone, and as soon as I stopped
using my bed for recreation, I realized how much I had loved it. And how
much I missed it!
When
I would pass my bedroom during the day and glance inside, just the
sight of the bed filled me with longing. Not a longing for sleep, but
merely for a comfortable place to lie down.
Though
I tried to replace the bed with a yoga mat, it was kind of like trying
to replace ice cream with non-dairy frozen dessert—disappointing! A yoga
mat is a poor substitute for a cushy (or even medium-firm, as I prefer
it) mattress, and the necessity of unrolling the yoga mat every time I
wanted to relax took a lot of enjoyment out of it.
The
living room couch was a much softer option, but it wasn't big enough
for me to chill out in one of my favorite positions—on my stomach with a
game or book in front of me. I wasn't able to chill out at all when
DC's famous July heat and humidity hit full force, and the only
comfortable room in the house was my bedroom with its window air
conditioner. The bedroom was also a place of blessed privacy—whereas in
the living room, I always felt like I was on public display.
On
some days when the yearning for my bed grew to be too much, I would
rebelliously grab my iPad and try to take my lunch break there like the
old days. But the guilt about breaking the rules always ruined it for
me. I'd start to wonder whether I was sabotaging my sleep, then I'd get
nervous and lose my appetite, and eventually I just gave up, abandoning
my guilty pleasure and returning to an approved daytime venue.I
constantly debated with myself about whether this sacrifice was really
necessary. On the one hand, I'd spent years flopping into bed whenever
the mood struck, with nary a negative consequence (though it could be
one reason I was never a great sleeper). I'd spent the past year+ spending almost all my down time in bed without it having any measurable impact on my sleep.
But rules are rules. The sleep experts wouldn't tell me not to do it if there weren't a good reason! Or would they?
When
justification for this rule was given, it was always that you want to
make your bed a subconscious trigger for sleep. If you're always doing
other things in your bed, then you weaken that association.
But
the rule almost always makes a clear exception for sex, and if you can
make an exception for one activity, then why not make exceptions for
others? How much harm would it really do, if I were to lie on top of my
bed doing non-stressful activities like reading and eating? Would that
innocuous behavior really jeopardize my sleep that much? Has this been
quantified anywhere?
I looked it
up. Although I could find plenty of evidence that stimulus control
therapy does help people improve their sleep, it was unclear how much,
if at all, the one behavior – avoiding the bed during the day – really
contributed to the overall success, as it was seemingly never evaluated
separately from other behaviors—such as leaving the bed when you're
having trouble sleeping at night.
My
personal suspicion was that it wouldn't make much difference. I even
made a list of reasons why my patterns of recreation in bed would have
minimal impact on its sleep-stimulus effect:
- I almost always do activities in the bed in a face-down position, but when I am sleeping in the bed, I lie on my back or side.
- I do activities on top of the covers, but I sleep underneath them.
- I don't use pillows when doing activities in the bed, but I do when I'm sleeping.
- When I do activities in the bed, it is sunny out or the lights are on. When I sleep, I sleep in darkness.
- When I do activities in the bed, I always have objects to interact with (food, books, tablet). When I sleep, these are absent.
Solid
reasons, sure, but all the logic in the world couldn't hold a candle to
my paranoia. I didn't want to take a chance on being wrong and ruining
my sleep because of it.
Problem
solved! But not for very long. After I'd been using my "insomnia bed"
for a couple months, I began to feel discontent again. Sure, it was an
improvement over the couch and the yoga mat, but it still wasn't the
ideal hangout spot. It was still more rigid than a mattress, and when I
lay on my belly, my splayed elbows were always contacting hard objects
like the flooring and furniture. Plus, my dog, who believes that
everything on the floor belongs to him, missed no opportunity to steal
my food whenever I left it near this ersatz bed. When he wasn't
slobbering into my water cup, he was tracking dirt all over the bedroll
itself; being on the ground, it was always gritty and festooned with
dust bunnies. And the final (perhaps most weighty) fact remained:
there's something deeply gratifying about being able to throw yourself
dramatically onto a bed and instantly relax—something that cannot be
replicated when you first have to unroll the bed, arrange some pillows,
and then gingerly lower yourself into the narrow space between your real
bed and the cedar chest.
I missed
my real bed so much! I had to put in a lot of work to overcome
insomnia, but most of it made me feel good that it was helping me
progress. Giving up the bed was the only part of it that actually made
me sad!
In
September, when I had worked myself up to at least 6 hours of sleep most
nights, I began experimenting with using the real bed for activities
other than sleep (or even sex!). I figured if I were facing a different
direction, the conditions would be so different from the conditions for
sleep, that they wouldn't interfere. I eased into it slowly, starting by
lying on the bed crosswise and setting my books and entertainment on
the bedside table so I wouldn't see any part of the bed. Then, I
graduated to a diagonal position, facing the corner of the bed on the
the side opposite where I usually sleep. This abundance of caution may
sound excessive – even superstitious – to someone who has never had
insomnia, but I was truly afraid to break the rules, because I didn't
want to risk triggering a relapse.
Then on September 25, while researching material for this blog, I stumbled across the truth that finally set me free!
Daytime
bed avoidance is a key part of of stimulus control therapy for
insomnia, but it is also an element of sleep hygiene. While most
insomnia experts admit that sleep hygiene is known to be ineffective in curing insomnia,
I only know of one to claim that "sleep hygiene is %@$&*" and that
it "makes insomnia worse!" That particular expert is Joseph Pannell.
Or,
to quote his video, "Whilst these things can impact your
sleep...treating your sleep like it's something fragile just causes you
to obsess and worry about sleep more, and it causes you to limit your
life...and take your feeling of control and agency over it. So the best
way to...get that agency back...is if you've got something you enjoy and
you love to do, teach your brain that insomnia is not a threat....Go
and do it anyway."
To me, that was a clarion call to dive headfirst into my bed and do things! Not
just sleeping and sex, but any darn thing that happens to bring me joy!
My weeks of sorrowful abstinence had made it clear that using my bed as
a spot for daytime relaxation does bring me joy. It's possible that
doing so could slightly weaken the association between the bed and sleep, but I have an indomitable sleep drive, and this one little habit was not going to make or break it. And so I returned to unrestricted bed use.
But
for me, it was time. Once you become an expert in the rules, that's
when you can start to break the rules—and I think I have reached the
point where I am an expert in sleep. To me, returning to this beloved
pre-insomnia habit was one of the best (and most delightful) indicators
that I'd finally gotten a handle on my sleep.
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