One of my worst anxiety triggers has been failure to get a good night’s sleep. I became better at this once the pandemic started, because I didn’t have to commute anymore.

Occasionally, I would have a night with poor sleep and my next day would be awful, with fears of innmediate death or collapse or something catastrophic that never happens.

In the past week and a half, I’ve had poor sleep (less than six hours each night), and — surprise — it didn’t trigger any serious anxiety.

Maybe I’ll get back up to 7 and a half hours soon. I’m just surprised and glad that I have been so functional while poorly rested.