It always bothered me that we could rarely just full asleep together like a romantic couple. It was inconvenient that you had to have some noise on. I was disappointed that you couldn't face me while we slept. It was stupid that you insisted on running a fan all night while hiding desperately under a thick blanket.
Now the only item of those I have to deal with is the need for noise to sleep. But, instead of being kept up by it while you doze off, now I am the one dozing off to it. I really just want to enjoy these Call of Duty gameplays, but my eyes struggle to stay open. It's not because it's boring, but because my mind is occupied and I'm not thinking about you. During that time, it's peaceful, and I start to fall asleep. It's hard to enjoy those videos when you're drifting into unconsciousness during them.
On one hand, given that my sleeping habits now mirror yours, we'd probably have an easier time sleeping together. On the other hand, those habits would disappear along with my depression if we were together again. Still, understanding the root of those habits now, I'd be more glad than ever to tolerate them. For that matter, it's always been worth it to be able to accompany you in sleep.