For months I woke up in the morning and expected the same old thing, more clumps of my hair to continue falling out from my anxiety. I prepared myself for another day of feeling less in control than the...

Beams of sunlight stream through the window and onto my white-frame bunk bed. All is silent but the creak of old floorboards in our rented vacation home. Aunts and uncles, cousins and grandparents,...