I’ve met with three mental health care professionals in my life. I was younger when I met the first and second, and facing difficulties with various forms of OCD, an issue which plagued me for most of my adult life (but which also improved after years of mindfulness practise). But last year was different. I had recently emigrated to a new continent, welcomed my second daughter into the world, and started a new business. On the surface, things were pretty darn good. But there was something...
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