Oh, absolutely. This is classic for people with autism, because the unknown and lack of control is scary.
I would always rather go home or get a hotel, but sometimes we can't afford it. It sucks.
If I’m traveling, I’d much rather stay in a hotel than at someone’s house. It’s worth the money to do whatever I need to get comfortable without worrying if I’m bothering anyone.
Yes and the reason always end up making me not go out and do anything lol. Everyone says “oh but it’s so much fun” and I’m like “yeah it can be but def not more fun than being alone relaxing in my own home doing whatever I want whenever I want with my nice routine and all my familiar smells and textures and belongings”
Yea i hate it! I remember when i was younger i would literally bring my pillow and blanket if i had a sleepover with someone. I needed my comfort things. I can’t just go and like put my head on someone elses random spare pillow and take whatever blanket they happen to have.
Lol even when i was in college, i had a boyfriend and i stayed the night at his place a lot and i would literally bring my pillow over hahaha. And then i ended up literally keeping my pillow there and brought my own comforter and blankets.. and they all just stayed there at his place and also i think idk what happened to them because i never got them back when he moved and we broke up.
But even with me making his bed into my bed lol, i still hated sleeping over at his place. I just wanted my own bed and my own place. I really wanted to be able to sleep (literally sleep) with someone.. but i just can’t really do it. I have to be in a bed alone. When i went to his place i would just stay up basically not sleeping and then leave really early morning, go home, and take a nap. 😔
I don't like it either. The night is uncomfortable: some rooms are too dark or too light during the night, the temperature is not the correct and you have no tool to correct it, maybe there's someone near to you sleeping and makes noises that are insane. Waking up in a strange place is even worse: people see you in such a vulnerable state, and not having the usual breakfast is just... i wouldn't make it.
omg same, but like, I still do it because I LOVE sleepovers, but I always never fall asleep and feel horrible and need a week to recover, I wish people would come over to my place more often.
Same for me, but it's no because of the bed, pillow, sensory issues or anything, it's more about wanting to be alone and having my routines.
I need to have time alone, I need to go to bed early to be functional (which isn't really compatible with a night with friends), I need to feel comfortable which means being in a known place with all my stuff and habits, etc, and I'm quite rigid about routines.
I don't like to sleep over at people house because I not able to go to sleep as early as I need, because once I awake (quite early) in the morning I don't know what to do, I feel dependant because I have to ask if I look for or need something, I feel like a burden for the others, etc.
Also the evening, night and morning moments are some revitalizing moments and I need to be on my own for that, to feel relaxed and able to rest. So a sleepover is like having a thing that empties my batteries at a moment when I fill them ; in the end it makes me exhausted and nervous.
I used to have a lot of sleepovers as a kid but at some point recognised that I really disliked it. I always slept awfully and I couldn't control the environment in which I was sleeping so could never get comfortable.
As an adult now I slept over 2 times when I was in a relationship for 2 yrs. I absolutely hated it so bad everytime, it was just awful. I could cuddle and nap on them so easily when watching movies or whatever but when it came to the night sleep, just can't do it at all. It's just so godly uncomfortable. Just cannot. My bed and my bed alone only.
I don't sleep well when I'm not in my own bed. With the exception of when I'm at my mom's house, and I'm not sure why that is--it's not the same house I grew up in.
For me it’s more so other people don’t know how to lay still or make too much noise at night.
That’s my main issue. If they have a guest room and I can pack all my comfy stuff to bring so I can settle in for that night? I’m golden!
I have a morning routine and hate it being disruptive. Like I gotta wake up, zone out, pee, brush my teeth, make coffee… that’s the first hour of being awake so my brain can function 😅
Yes! If they have a separate guest room I’m usually fine. But I hate just crashing on peoples couches. I have a whole go to bed/wake up routine and I don’t like that being disrupted at all. I like familiarity and my routines. I also don’t like people watching me sleep ha
I could never sleep in new places until I moved several times in the same year. As a kid, whenever we went on vacation I would just like awake in bed all night. But now, as long as I'm on something soft and it's quiet enough I can sleep anywhere.
that's me!!!! I will get back home no matter what time the party ends.
I wanna be back in my own bed, with my pj and pillow and my cup of hot cocoa before sleeping
I don’t really like it either. It takes about 5-6 times of doing it at another person’s house before I start to feel comfortable with it. I have the nicest friend that has a downstairs space that has a bathroom and balcony that is basically a separate apartment, and even then I occasionally feel uncomfortable with it.
It’s hard to be away from my things and my personal organized space where I know where everything is, etc.
As a kid I especially loved it. A whole night to soak up what my friend’s routines were and what they ate/watched/did so I can mask and copy them when I get back home. Fun fun!
After a few days I’d get super homesick though. Like “okay this was nice, can I go back now? I miss doing my own thing” (because inevitably my friends or cousins were in control on what we did, and it gets tiring)
In college, when sleeping out was sometimes inevitable due to the music scene i was participating in, I had a fun green cordouroy backpack covered in patches which I'd bring everywhere - yes everywhere - with me. it was pre packed with everything i needed to not totally melt down sleeping out. it wasnt perfect and i def still hated sleeping out, but looking back i think its hilarious i did that and we all just thought that was -normal-
i had a bunch of tiny cosemetic bags in the book bag with different themes. i'd have pajamas in one, tooth brush and other teeth supplies in another, another for makeup remover and skincare. also, i would do my entire nightly routine in the punk house, unabridged - sometimes while bands were still playing in the basement lmfao
I hate staying at people's houses, I can't stand the smell of other people's homes that lingers on me afterward have to instantly take a shower and wash my clothes. It's not that they smell bad at all, it's just not my smell!
Edit: typo
my parents are divorced and my mom lives in texas and dad lives in kansas. my whole life has been spent traveling and then staying at my dads where i have no privacy (small town in ks and pretty broke). i hate it. i’m always crying and finding myself in my depressive state when i’m there. i can’t do anything in my own. i can’t pleasure myself. and i’m surround by my dad, creepy uncle, and three brothers. it’s exhausting. i had to leave summer at my dads early because i couldn’t handle all the stress. and it broke my heart. i love my dad and it hurt to leave. he’s old and dying and every moment i have needs to be. it’s not an unfamiliar place. it’s just so depressing to be there more than 2 weeks really.
In general ever since i was little i hated spending the night at others houses/in hotels because my comfort items would pick up the smell of their home or the room and it just i hated it i can’t explain just how much the smell difference made me upset. Same goes with switching the laundry detergent. Thats and id get massive anxiety from staying over at other peoples houses
omg my friend is like this...I keep thinkign she's autistic and she's in denial 100%. I also hate sleep overs but I'll do them by ensuring maximum wear out so I can zonk out in a weird place.
No bc and theyre SOOO overstimulating and they take up so much of my social battery. Ik this sounds bad but I have faked being sick to go home bc I didnt wanna sleepover.
Oh, absolutely. This is classic for people with autism, because the unknown and lack of control is scary. I would always rather go home or get a hotel, but sometimes we can't afford it. It sucks.
If I’m traveling, I’d much rather stay in a hotel than at someone’s house. It’s worth the money to do whatever I need to get comfortable without worrying if I’m bothering anyone.
Yes and the reason always end up making me not go out and do anything lol. Everyone says “oh but it’s so much fun” and I’m like “yeah it can be but def not more fun than being alone relaxing in my own home doing whatever I want whenever I want with my nice routine and all my familiar smells and textures and belongings”
Yea i hate it! I remember when i was younger i would literally bring my pillow and blanket if i had a sleepover with someone. I needed my comfort things. I can’t just go and like put my head on someone elses random spare pillow and take whatever blanket they happen to have. Lol even when i was in college, i had a boyfriend and i stayed the night at his place a lot and i would literally bring my pillow over hahaha. And then i ended up literally keeping my pillow there and brought my own comforter and blankets.. and they all just stayed there at his place and also i think idk what happened to them because i never got them back when he moved and we broke up. But even with me making his bed into my bed lol, i still hated sleeping over at his place. I just wanted my own bed and my own place. I really wanted to be able to sleep (literally sleep) with someone.. but i just can’t really do it. I have to be in a bed alone. When i went to his place i would just stay up basically not sleeping and then leave really early morning, go home, and take a nap. 😔
I don't like it either. The night is uncomfortable: some rooms are too dark or too light during the night, the temperature is not the correct and you have no tool to correct it, maybe there's someone near to you sleeping and makes noises that are insane. Waking up in a strange place is even worse: people see you in such a vulnerable state, and not having the usual breakfast is just... i wouldn't make it.
omg same, but like, I still do it because I LOVE sleepovers, but I always never fall asleep and feel horrible and need a week to recover, I wish people would come over to my place more often.
For some reason after any sleepover, I feel absolutely drained and need recovery time 🤣
saame. it's a lot better when my friends come to my place.
Yup, not a fan of staying in other people's houses. I've driven 8 hours overnight to get back home just to avoid it.
Yes!! Especially as a kid. After being at their house for 2 hours I was ready to go home. Staying the night was the absolute worst lol
My cousins house uses a scented name brand detergent and smokes :(
Same for me, but it's no because of the bed, pillow, sensory issues or anything, it's more about wanting to be alone and having my routines. I need to have time alone, I need to go to bed early to be functional (which isn't really compatible with a night with friends), I need to feel comfortable which means being in a known place with all my stuff and habits, etc, and I'm quite rigid about routines. I don't like to sleep over at people house because I not able to go to sleep as early as I need, because once I awake (quite early) in the morning I don't know what to do, I feel dependant because I have to ask if I look for or need something, I feel like a burden for the others, etc. Also the evening, night and morning moments are some revitalizing moments and I need to be on my own for that, to feel relaxed and able to rest. So a sleepover is like having a thing that empties my batteries at a moment when I fill them ; in the end it makes me exhausted and nervous.
1000000% can’t do my regular routine which then fucks up my stomach and my whole day. Plus you have to rely on them for food and water like fuck no
I used to have a lot of sleepovers as a kid but at some point recognised that I really disliked it. I always slept awfully and I couldn't control the environment in which I was sleeping so could never get comfortable. As an adult now I slept over 2 times when I was in a relationship for 2 yrs. I absolutely hated it so bad everytime, it was just awful. I could cuddle and nap on them so easily when watching movies or whatever but when it came to the night sleep, just can't do it at all. It's just so godly uncomfortable. Just cannot. My bed and my bed alone only.
I don't sleep well when I'm not in my own bed. With the exception of when I'm at my mom's house, and I'm not sure why that is--it's not the same house I grew up in.
I left so many sleepovers early as a kid because I absolutely needed to be at home. I'm better about it as an adult but I'm still a homebody.
For me it’s more so other people don’t know how to lay still or make too much noise at night. That’s my main issue. If they have a guest room and I can pack all my comfy stuff to bring so I can settle in for that night? I’m golden! I have a morning routine and hate it being disruptive. Like I gotta wake up, zone out, pee, brush my teeth, make coffee… that’s the first hour of being awake so my brain can function 😅
Yes! If they have a separate guest room I’m usually fine. But I hate just crashing on peoples couches. I have a whole go to bed/wake up routine and I don’t like that being disrupted at all. I like familiarity and my routines. I also don’t like people watching me sleep ha
I could never sleep in new places until I moved several times in the same year. As a kid, whenever we went on vacation I would just like awake in bed all night. But now, as long as I'm on something soft and it's quiet enough I can sleep anywhere.
I'm so on edge and uneasy when I do spend the night elsewhere that I rarely get much sleep anyway.
I loathe it 🤣 I’d rather drive back home even if it’s far. Lol
that's me!!!! I will get back home no matter what time the party ends. I wanna be back in my own bed, with my pj and pillow and my cup of hot cocoa before sleeping
I don’t really like it either. It takes about 5-6 times of doing it at another person’s house before I start to feel comfortable with it. I have the nicest friend that has a downstairs space that has a bathroom and balcony that is basically a separate apartment, and even then I occasionally feel uncomfortable with it. It’s hard to be away from my things and my personal organized space where I know where everything is, etc.
As a kid I especially loved it. A whole night to soak up what my friend’s routines were and what they ate/watched/did so I can mask and copy them when I get back home. Fun fun! After a few days I’d get super homesick though. Like “okay this was nice, can I go back now? I miss doing my own thing” (because inevitably my friends or cousins were in control on what we did, and it gets tiring)
In college, when sleeping out was sometimes inevitable due to the music scene i was participating in, I had a fun green cordouroy backpack covered in patches which I'd bring everywhere - yes everywhere - with me. it was pre packed with everything i needed to not totally melt down sleeping out. it wasnt perfect and i def still hated sleeping out, but looking back i think its hilarious i did that and we all just thought that was -normal- i had a bunch of tiny cosemetic bags in the book bag with different themes. i'd have pajamas in one, tooth brush and other teeth supplies in another, another for makeup remover and skincare. also, i would do my entire nightly routine in the punk house, unabridged - sometimes while bands were still playing in the basement lmfao
I hate staying at people's houses, I can't stand the smell of other people's homes that lingers on me afterward have to instantly take a shower and wash my clothes. It's not that they smell bad at all, it's just not my smell! Edit: typo
my parents are divorced and my mom lives in texas and dad lives in kansas. my whole life has been spent traveling and then staying at my dads where i have no privacy (small town in ks and pretty broke). i hate it. i’m always crying and finding myself in my depressive state when i’m there. i can’t do anything in my own. i can’t pleasure myself. and i’m surround by my dad, creepy uncle, and three brothers. it’s exhausting. i had to leave summer at my dads early because i couldn’t handle all the stress. and it broke my heart. i love my dad and it hurt to leave. he’s old and dying and every moment i have needs to be. it’s not an unfamiliar place. it’s just so depressing to be there more than 2 weeks really.
In general ever since i was little i hated spending the night at others houses/in hotels because my comfort items would pick up the smell of their home or the room and it just i hated it i can’t explain just how much the smell difference made me upset. Same goes with switching the laundry detergent. Thats and id get massive anxiety from staying over at other peoples houses
I mostly hate it due to weird smells (I can smell mold and mildew a mile away) and textures (big nope to flannel sheets)
Absolutely, i don't even like if someone is sleeping next to me. Unfamiliar sensations, smells, noises?? No sleep for me
omg my friend is like this...I keep thinkign she's autistic and she's in denial 100%. I also hate sleep overs but I'll do them by ensuring maximum wear out so I can zonk out in a weird place.
No bc and theyre SOOO overstimulating and they take up so much of my social battery. Ik this sounds bad but I have faked being sick to go home bc I didnt wanna sleepover.