Slept 12 hours lastnight, only woke cus of thunder. It was great. Felt rested. My weekends are filled with sleeping, my body needs it. It's like my energy meter runs out quick, like with the Sims, and needs a good 10+ hours to top it off. My sleep patterns bothered my last bf, he would always call or text and I would be sleeping or napping. Or I didn't want to be out so late at night. He said that he understood it was because of my meds & epilepsy, but I could tell it annoyed him.
This is one of the reasons why I think I will (and maybe should) be single, I have the freedom to take rest when I need to, have few obligations and responsibilities, live a life having my basic needs met and freedom to do what I want for fun. I know my limitations. I can choose not to go to things if I don't feel up to it. It's liberating.