All my life, for whatever stupid reason, I’ve always had this intense discomfort when it comes to sleeping in. I’m not just talking about during the week and being late, I’m talking about on the weekends too when I’m allowed to sleep in.

It started when I was a kid. I slept in occasionally, and when I did, My family noticed, And for whatever reason, would say, “Good morning” to me in a baby voice. I hated it. For years after, It got better and worse. Whenever my grandma was over, she would mention it, And say something like, “This is late for you.” It upset me, but I couldn’t say anything.

When I’m in college, I don’t really mind sleeping in, I have a single dorm and nobody knows when I’ve been awake or asleep. But at home, it’s really hard. Often times, My parents lay in their bed until I wake up, and get up right after. I can’t tell if it’s for me or if it’s just them (as they actually enjoy sleeping in). I haven’t said anything about it to them.

Today, I unintentionally slept in until about 10:30. My dad was still laying in bed, but my mom was doing chores around the house. I went outside for a minute to try and cover my tracks And avoid hearing “good morning” or being talked to in a baby voice. Unfortunately, I came inside, and my mom talked to me in a baby voice. I was upset, but didn’t let her know. I went and hid in the bathroom for a minute, and had a mini meltdown. Later, she Wanted to go driving with me, As I’m not a good driver and she wants me to be better (She tells people that her younger daughter, My sister, Is a really good driver and she wishes she would just drive herself places, And that her older daughter, me, isn’t a great driver and needs a lot more practice. My sister did recently get her license, but thankfully, doesn’t drive herself places yet. I made it to where we were going, And I’m happy because my mom is taking me to a grocery store after, and said I can pick out some snacks for my dorm. I am excited because I’ll be coming home for the holidays next weekend, but I do worry about sleeping in. Yesterday I was up early, but I was not.

Has anyone else felt this weird feeling when it comes to sleeping in / being talked to like a child? I also hate praise when it’s Undeserved or told me and a baby voice. I enjoy it from Professors, Coaches, teammates, and friends, But family it always feels so weird.