I’ve battled sleeplessness at various points in my life. But I wouldn’t diagnose myself an insomniac, mainly because my occasional inability to get shuteye corresponds closely to my own personal anxiety levels and is more a manifestation of a frequent indulgence in good old-fashioned worrying than a medical condition. And while worrying (and the control-freak nature it reveals) can be a top cause of sleep deprivation, I know of another culprit that has it beat: CHILDREN.

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