Excerpt: ..."I remember the terrible weight that overwhelmed me one night when I realized that my parents couldn’t help me. My sleeplessness had been going on for many, many nights and they had to sleep. It wasn’t going to work if none of us slept. So, my mom closed their bedroom door and I was left standing in the hall outside my bedroom.

Nobody could help me.

No one could be with me through every night of not sleeping.

Interestingly enough, it was that same moment of feeling overwhelmed in the hall of our farmhouse, feeling on my own, that I also noticed something that, looking back, felt like strength.

I had to figure this out. There was no other way and no one could do it for me.

This was my part of the journey to figure out...."