NIGHTTIME FEARS, TROUBLED MINDS

The watch strikes two, but sleep remains a distant dream. Instead, my thoughts races with fears, each one a screaming echo in the silence. I turn and restless, unable to shun the clutches of anxiety. My {heart{ beats rapidly, a pounding rhythm that reflects the turmoil within. Can I find peace? The Unending Struggle: Insomnia and Anxiety Insomnia