It’s officially my two year anniversary of when I first began seriously tackling this thing called being sick. My 2 year anniversary of “Hey, I’m super messed up, please help fix me!” I sat in a dimly lit room with my first Naturopathic MD in… Read More
My decision to leave Chicago was one of the hardest decisions I’ve ever made. I moved there exactly four years ago, finished my Bachelors in theatre from Columbia College, and was finally on the brink of so many artistic firsts that I’d been working tirelessly… Read More
To admit you have a problem, it’s generally helpful to know a problem exists. When you think of purging your life of something that is unhealthy, what comes to mind? An abusive relationship? A job where your boss belittles you daily? Drinking too much? What… Read More
It is late summer in 2007, I’m 18 years old, and I’m loading the final boxes of my belongings into a 7-seater, light blue, ’97 Nissan Quest Van that I purchased from my father for $1, (because the Jew in him was brought up… Read More
At least it's not cancer 