Since I began chronicling my life experiences in a public forum like a blog, I’ve learned there are feelings and personal experiences I might have been better off keeping to myself. Looking at blog posts I wrote three years ago is almost as mortifying as leafing through the journal I kept in 9th grade; the one that’s peppered with love poems only an angst-ridden teenager living in upper middle class suburbia could write… READ MORE
Healing the Nervous System: Dreamwork Is Required
I don’t remember exactly when I first started experiencing the symptoms of anxiety, but I’ve suffered from panic attacks since the age of seven. I…
