Have I mentioned that, after more years than I can remember of being an insomniac, I now sleep through the night? Whoopee! Not just for a couple of days either. It's been a few months now that I'm happy to hang out in the Land of Nod during the hours of darkness. My sleep is of the refreshing type too and isn't reliant on any medication. I'm still partial to a little siesta in the afternoon if I have a chance but it doesn't seem like it's an essential these days.
Vast swathes have been written on the subject of getting to sleep for the many who find that doing so seems like an unfathomable challenge. All sorts of things are suggested. Diet and liquid intake, mattress type, ambient temperature of the room, what to eat, drink, wear and do in the hours before bedtime all feature. There are long lists of suggestions which therapists urge you to try. I know. I've been at both the giving and receiving ends of those bits of paper.
Now I'm going to share my secret of success and........there isn't one. I'm doing nothing particularly special. In fact I'll often have a big mug of caffeinated tea right before I pop off to sleep. That's a no-no as far as those 'sleep hygiene' tips are concerned. What I think has happened is that I've pared down my stress levels to such a degree that nothing bothersome wakes me. So simple and yet, for those still in the throes of anxiety, such a tricky one to crack.