Let me tell you about the night I discovered CBD’s magical powers for sleep-a night that started with insomnia and ended with a new appreciation for blueberry gummies.
For context, I’ve always been a champion overthinker at bedtime. My brain treats “lights out” as a green light for a parade of random thoughts: Did I lock the front door? Should I learn to play the banjo? Why did I say “you too” to the waiter who told me to enjoy my meal? You get the idea. So, when my friend recommended CBD gummies for sleep, I was skeptical but desperate enough to try anything that didn’t involve counting sheep or listening to whale sounds for the hundredth time.
I picked up a pack of Hypernova’s Blueberry CBD Gummies-20 in a pack, each with a precise dose of CBD, and, as the label helpfully noted, “THC free” so I wouldn’t end up dreaming I was a dancing carrot. I read the instructions: “Take one gummy 30 minutes before bed.” Easy enough, right?
Well, here’s where things got interesting. I popped one gummy, brushed my teeth, and waited. Ten minutes went by. Nothing. Fifteen minutes. Still wide awake, and now I was hyper-aware of my own breathing. “Maybe I need two?” I thought, conveniently ignoring the advice to “start low and go slow.” So, I ate another gummy.
Twenty minutes later, I was still awake, but now I was convinced I could taste colors. “Is this what relaxation feels like?” I wondered, staring at my ceiling fan as if it held the secrets of the universe. I started composing a mental email to the manufacturer, suggesting they add “may cause existential wonder” to the warning label.
But then, it hit me. Not a wave of drowsiness, exactly, but a gentle, persistent nudge. My racing thoughts slowed to a pleasant crawl. The banjo lessons could wait. The waiter had surely forgotten my faux pas. The front door was probably locked. My body felt like it had melted into the mattress, and for once, I didn’t mind.
I woke up the next morning in the same position I’d fallen asleep in-a minor miracle. No grogginess, no “CBD hangover,” just a vague memory of dreaming about blueberry fields and a talking sheep who assured me the door was, in fact, locked.
Since then, CBD gummies have become my nightly ritual. I stick to one gummy now (lesson learned), and my sleep has never been better. My brain still tries to throw a parade at bedtime, but now it’s more of a quiet procession-maybe a kazoo or two, but nothing I can’t handle.
So, if you find yourself wide awake at 2 a.m., considering a career as a banjo virtuoso or replaying awkward restaurant encounters, maybe give CBD a try. Just remember: start with one gummy, and trust the process. And if you dream of talking sheep, tell them I said hi!!