NIGHTTIME FEARS, TROUBLED MINDS

The clock strikes three, but sleep remains a distant fantasy. Instead, my mind races with concerns, each one a hissing echo in the darkness. I toss and tumble, unable to escape the grip of anxiety. My {heart{ beats rapidly, a pounding rhythm that embodies the turmoil within. Can I find peace? Insomnia and Anxiety: A Vicious Cycle Insomnia and anx