Personalised Medication-Free Mental Health for the different minds

I checked the locks 12 times every night. I knew it was irrational. I could not stop. After 18 sessions it dropped to twice. After 30, the urge was still there but it was background noise, not a siren. That is the difference between a life and a ritual

I had built my entire life around avoidance. At 34 I realised I had not driven on a highway in four years, had not been to a restaurant without an exit plan, had not taken a job I wanted because of the commute. Session 12, I drove to the airport alone. I did not tell anyone until I got there