Awakening From His Jet Lag
Language: en
My husband, Garrett, had a deeply bizarre biological clock. For three years of marriage, he would wake up at exactly 3:00 AM, pulling me out of bed to eat a lavish, heavy meal with him. Then, at 2:00 PM sharp, he would pull shut every blackout curtain in the house, demanding absolute silence as he slipped into a deep sleep. He told me he suffered from chronic, agonizing insomnia, and that this erratic schedule was the only way he could survive. To accommodate him, I quit my job at a prestigious global consulting firm. Living in perpetual reverse, my body began to break down. I developed…