My mom used to give me Valium when I had a hard time getting to sleep (Mother's Little Helper!), so when my dad died and I was really stressed I asked my doctor for a prescription. Man, you would've thought I was asking for heroin! They grudgingly gave me five little pills (probably because Dad committed suicide and they were afraid I was headed there too, which I wasn't), which was fine because I knew I just needed to break the cycle of Not Sleeping, and it worked fine and I didn't need any more than that.
Usually I take one of my husband's muscle relaxers (Flexeril) if I'm stressed, and that works pretty good too.
Sometimes we all need something.
Nina