WHEN her father died she was braced for night after sleepless night.
British author Annabel Abbs had endured insomnia “since for ever”.
Yet now, tormented with grief, she found the long hours lying awake were strangely welcome.
“Generally when you can’t sleep you feel desperate because you’re worried you won’t be able to perform the next day,” says Annabel, who lives in London.
“But weirdly, I wanted to be in the dark, to have that time of silence and stillness. My days were filled with admin and caring for others so nights became my refuge, where I was released from daytime thinking, when I began to discover what I came to call my ‘night self ’.”
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