According to Reese: I'm Beginning to Think the Perfect Pillow Doesn't Exist

I have officially reached the point in my life where a pillow can ruin my entire week.

I'm not proud of it.

But here we are.

At this point I've ordered pillows from Amazon.

I've ordered pillows from TikTok.

I've canceled pillows.

I've reordered pillows.

I've waited months for pillows that apparently got lost somewhere between the warehouse and my neck.

Meanwhile, every ad insists this is the pillow.

The one.

The life-changing pillow.

The pillow that will finally allow me to wake up looking like a Disney princess instead of someone who lost a fight with a lawn mower.

I'm starting to think they're lying.

Here's the thing.

When I was younger, I could sleep anywhere.

On a couch.

On a floor.

I once slept in a dresser drawer in college because...well...college.

I even fell asleep standing up with my face resting on a bathroom faucet after a night out in New York.

Don't judge me.

The point is, sleep wasn't complicated.

Now?

Now I have a bedtime routine.

I have a sleep mask.

I have sounds playing in my ears.

I rotate like a rotisserie chicken all night trying to find a cool spot.

My arm falls asleep.

Then my shoulder hurts.

Then I have to go to the bathroom.

Then I wonder what time it is.

Then I check my phone, which is probably the exact opposite of what I'm supposed to do.

It's a whole production.

And somewhere along the way, I realized I'm not actually looking for the perfect pillow.

I'm looking for comfort.

Not just the kind that helps me sleep.

The kind that makes me feel settled.

Because getting older is weird.

Your body starts making decisions without asking your permission.

Things that never bothered you suddenly become all you can think about.

You become the person who talks about pillows for forty-five minutes on a podcast.

Apparently that's who I am now.

Honestly?

I'm okay with it.

If spending way too much time finding a pillow means I wake up feeling like myself again, I'm going to keep looking.

And if this latest pillow actually shows up...

I'll let you know.

I'm trying really hard not to get my hopes up.

But if it works...

Dave may never see me again.

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Continue the Conversation

Okay, I need your help.

Have you actually found the pillow?

The one you swear by?

Or are you, like me, trapped in an endless cycle of hope, disappointment, and online orders?

Click the voicemail button on the right side of the page and tell me about your favorite pillow, your bedtime routine, or the weirdest thing you've ever done trying to get comfortable enough to sleep. If you've got the answer, I'm all ears.

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🎙️ From the Podcast

This post was inspired by Manic Joy Episode 158: Sleep Divorce? We'd Rather Fight the Pillow.

Reese and Dave started by talking about sleep divorce, but quickly discovered the real battle wasn't sleeping in separate rooms. It was finding a pillow that didn't make getting older even harder.