We discussed my abnormal sleeping patterns with my father, why I go to sleep so late and why do I wake so late.
It has always been a touchy issue for me as I DESPERATELY want to be a productive morning person. The kind of morning lark that wakes up at 5 AM to go for a run, then shower and then a healthy breakfast before off to work. Instead I wake up at 9AM the earliest or feel like death, practically falling asleep the moment I sit down. Upper elementary and high school were a nightmare because of it, I had so many notices and failed classes from just sleeping in whenever there was a 8AM class. Uni was better with a more relaxed schedule and widely accepted all-nighters. Even my first proper employer after college made openly fun of me for being so sleepy at morning-shifts.
Well the discussion with dad: He said "You know, maybe you're just a night-person, why fight it?"
And there, 15 years of suffering fell off of the heart, from a simple half-hearted remark from a person who has seen the full spectrum since my late teens (and been one of the many to guilt me for it too). He gave up on me, maybe I should too give up and accept my fate as the graveyard shift weirdo.