I remember sitting on my floor three years ago, surrounded by a $45 eucalyptus candle, a leather-bound journal I hadn’t actually written in, and a very expensive, very cold green juice. My apartment looked like a Pinterest board for "slow living," but my heart felt like a high-speed car crash. I was checking every box of the "healing aesthetic." I was wearing the right linen sets. I was posting photos of my sourdough starter. But I was still waking up at 3:00 AM with a racing

For a long time, I lived in what I call the "15-minute loop." I’d show up to a sterile office, wait twenty minutes past my appointment time, and then sit across from a provider who barely looked up from their laptop. "How's the Lexapro? Any side effects? Okay, let’s bump it up 5mg. See you in three months." I’d walk out with a slip of paper and a sinking feeling in my chest. Was I "stable"? Sure. But was I well? Not even close. I was still waking up with that familiar heavy c

Have you ever walked into a room and suddenly felt your chest tighten, even though nothing "bad" was happening? Or maybe you’ve had a conversation that felt totally normal on the surface, but your stomach was doing somersaults for hours afterward? If you’ve ever felt like your body was reacting to a ghost that your brain couldn't see, you’re not "crazy." You’re actually experiencing a very real, very biological phenomenon. As a Student Dance Movement Therapist here at Inside