Two months after the divorce, I was sh0cked to see my ex-wife wandering aimlessly in the hospital. When I learned the truth, I completely collapsed.

anxiety disorders. She joined support meetings where she met people who understood the kind of fear she had carried in silence. Slowly, pieces of the Rebecca I remembered returned.

But she was different too.

More honest.

Less willing to perform wellness just so other people would feel comfortable.

“I spent years afraid people would think I was broken,” continue reading …