For over a week, I’ve struggled to find restful sleep—my insomnia woven tightly with the effects of PTSD. Each night is a challenge, as old memories resurface and peace feels just out of reach. Through it all, I’m learning to be gentle with myself, recognizing that healing comes in small steps. If you’re also facing sleepless nights because of past trauma, know that you’re not alone. There is hope in every little victory, and together, we can keep moving forward—one night at