So. I have been what one might call a “problem sleeper” for pretty much my whole life. I’m known for thrashing, kicking, flailing, smacking, carrying on long conversations that sometimes turn into yelling, sitting up suddenly and staying that way for hours— all while still asleep. Oh, plus my chronic nightmares.
Over the years, I’ve tried a variety of different remedies. I had a sleep study done, but that night my sleep wasn’t nearly as active as normal (of course!), so that was a failure. I briefly used a CPAP machine in an attempt to ameliorate my mild sleep apnea, but that *definitely* didn’t turn out well either. The various medications I tried never ended up working out: they were too intense for me (even in small doses), or they would interact poorly with my other prescriptions, or the side effects were just too fucked up & gnarly.
Due to my fibromyalgia and Crohn’s disease combined with my mental health & sleep issues, I can confidently say that never once in my life have I woken up feeling refreshed and well-rested instead of feeling like utter shit. I know it sounds like an exaggeration, but I really mean it.
So I’m sure one can easily imagine the kind of trouble my sleep problems have caused me in serious romantic relationships. I lived alone for a long time so it wasn’t as much of an issue then— I do know that I freaked out my neighbors on multiple occasions, though!
…And then my partner moved in with me a few months ago. He is an incredibly light sleeper (and tends to be a bit anxious in general), so sharing a bed has been a damn nightmare (literally and figuratively).
Enter: Exalted Luna.
The first night, I steeped and drank half a mug before bed…and I slept like a rock. A calm, still, nonverbal rock. I couldn’t remember my dreams the next morning but I’m fairly sure I didn’t have nightmares, either. My partner got the first night of sound sleep he’d had in a couple months, and was overcome with gratitude upon waking.
The following night, I realized I still had half a mug of EL tea next to the bed and drank it. Since it had been steeping for 24 hours, it tasted absolutely delicious but oh boy did it end up being too strong! Consequently, I had intensely vivid, detailed dreams, and apparently I thrashed around/talked a little, but to be fair, not nearly as much as I would on a typical night. The following evening, I went back to drinking a mug of freshly steeped tea (lol) and once again, I slept peacefully and quietly.
(Well, quietly might not be entirely accurate, as I was told I still snore— but certainly no more screeching and no serious movement other than slight shifts.)
Since then, I’ve been drinking a cup of it most nights— for me, 15 minutes seems to be a good length of time, using water that’s not quite boiling.
In addition, I’ve turned tea time into a nightly ritual, which means I’m successfully maintaining a regular magical practice (something I’ve often struggled with), and the benefits are paying off in that realm as well (syncs & opening roads abound!).
Last but definitely not least, when I woke up the other day, I actually felt…okay.
My body didn’t feel like an ancient crumbling statue, my joints ached much less than normal, and holy shit— I wasn’t even grumpy (something I never thought would be possible)! Considering the clusterfuck of health bullshit I deal with, I really don’t expect to wake up feeling refreshed, renewed, and rarin’ to go—perhaps in time, but for now I am more than happy with waking up feeling okay.
A thousand thanks to the S&S team from this newly-transformed sleeper and her (finally!) soundly sleeping boyfriend.