Three years of lying awake until two, and the fix turned out to be a small patch on my arm. Week two is when it changed for me – I stopped waking up in the middle of the night, and by week four I was getting up before the alarm. The routine is the part I did not expect to love. I press it on while I brush my teeth and then I genuinely forget about it.
The part nobody sees
2:58AMYou already know the exact time you give up.
The body is finished. The eyes burn. And the mind is somehow wide awake, rerunning a conversation from Tuesday and drafting tomorrow’s disasters in perfect detail.
By 6:30 the alarm feels like a punishment. By noon you are reading the same paragraph three times. By evening you are short with people you love, and you call it “just being tired.” It has not been just tired for a long time.