She was always the first one up. Last one to bed. She took care of everyone in the house — my father, my siblings, the dinners, the schedules — and somehow still showed up for work every morning with a smile.
But underneath it all, something was wrong. She'd come home drained in a way sleep didn't seem to fix. She'd sit at the dinner table and stare at nothing. She'd forget words mid-sentence — reaching for them like they'd slipped just out of reach.
She called it "just being tired." I called it something being off.
She tried everything. Early bedtimes. Herbal teas. A melatonin gummy that made her groggy and foggy every morning. None of it addressed the real issue: she wasn't just tired from the day — her nervous system never fully switched off.
I started researching. Not just sleep supplements, but the actual biology behind what happens to women who carry chronic stress. The way cortisol builds up. The way the brain stays on alert even when the body begs for rest.
That research became a formula. That formula became Dōse.