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For years, I treated sleep like a luxury—something I would get to only after everything else was done. I was the person staying up packing boxes until 4 a.m., believing that productivity required sacrifice. Everything changed after my car accident. As a traumatic brain injury survivor, I learned firsthand that sleep is not optional—it's medicine. My brain neededdeep rest to heal, and I had to completely redefine my relationship with sleep. Pushing through exhaustion was no longer an option; honoring my body became the priority.








