Key points

At night, your brain exaggerates threats—no wonder 3 a.m. feels terrifying.

The Stoic “dichotomy of control” turns midnight panic into a path to calm.

Writing worries down weakens them; sorting them brings freedom from false responsibility.

Sovereignty over thought, not silence, is the true Stoic cure for sleepless anxiety.

The dreams are violent—not against me, but against the people I love most. My hands reach out in the dream, but I can’t move fast enough. I’m far away and can’t find my car keys. I shout, but my voice doesn’t work. Always, I’m trapped, watching helplessly, as if my worst fear is to be a witness instead of a protector.

When I finally snap awake (usually around 3 a.m. or so), the terror lingers heavy in my chest. Heart pounding, sleep-dress soaked, br

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