For most of my life, I simply couldn’t relate to people who needed a sleep aid. Pretty much as soon as my head hit the pillow I’d be asleep. I would slept for exactly eight hours (if not a little longer). My sleep routine was the most consistent thing about me. But a few months ago, everything changed.
For the first time in my life, I struggled to fall asleep. My tossing and turning transformed into clock-watching, which made it harder to fall asleep. When I finally dozed off, I rarely made it more than six hours before jutting awake.
Not only was I missing the 7 to 9 hours of sleep suggested for my age demographic, but the quality of said sleep was awful. I was waking up exhausted, and I saw firsthand how poor sleep could impact your health. Staying focused was a concentrated effort, and I lacked energy for everyday tasks, including my morning walks.
I needed a solution (and adding new blackout curtains to my space simply wasn’t cutting it). So I finally decided to crack open the bottle of sleep support+ stashed away in my medicine cabinet for guest. I’d read countless reviews of the non-hormonal sleep aid from other customers who swore by the formula to improve sleep quality—including one from my own coworker who saw her REM score improve by 400% after introducing the sleep aid.*
The first night I took sleep support+, I slept eight hours for the first time in months.
