The anticipation was one thing, the fear of failure was another.

I was at the point of three options, drink, pop Zopiclone or just not sleep. I was pretty much resigned to the fact that I would die by either alcoholism, drug overdose or insomnia.

So I took the pill, thirty minutes before bed. My anxiety was through the roof. I had zero expectations. To be honest I was probably almost wishing it didn’t work for some strange reason. But hey, I turned the light out in great anticipation of being awake for the next seven hours.

I was asleep within sixteen minutes. I did get up for a pee a few hours later but then I was back to sleep again pretty instantly.

Meh it was a one off. Popped a pill again on the Tuesday and the Wednesday. It worked again, asleep within minutes. No weird dreams or side effects. I just slept.

So is it the answer? Well it’s early days yet. I’ve only taken it on three occasions, but on each of those it has worked. I’m looking forward to trying it again over the next few weeks.

If it continues to work I will have to find something else to die of.