NIGHTTIME FEARS, TROUBLED MINDS

The timer strikes four, but sleep remains a distant dream. Instead, my mind races with worries, each one a hissing echo in the darkness. I toss and restless, unable to shun the grip of anxiety. My {heart{ beats rapidly, a drumming rhythm that reflects the turmoil within. Is there peace? The Unending Struggle: Insomnia and Anxiety Insomnia and anx