It all started in September.
I wasn’t able to put my finger on what was happening at first. All I knew was that something simply wasn’t right. I was unhappy. I was scared. I was frustrated. And slowly but surely a feeling of dread began to wash over me. With every very passing day the feeling got stronger, encompassing every aspect of my life.
In early November I left work early. I wasn’t feeling well. I had chest pains. I couldn’t catch my breath…
To read more, check out my guest post on my friend Meredith’s Schorr’s blog