Chronic insomnia wrecked my mornings. Guided breathing became my anchor when anxiety, ADHD paralysis, and bipolar fog hit before my feet touched the floor.

Insomnia and hypomania tag-teamed my life in the worst way — ten days of almost no sleep, racing thoughts, and the kind of despair that makes tomorrow feel impossible. This is what it looked like, and how I pulled myself back before the spiral took me out.