Sitting at the Intersection of East Asian Medicine & SSRIs
If there was ever a year to break down the barriers of stigma around mental health, it’s this one.
My journey to becoming an acupuncturist was very much rooted in my own personal mental health struggles. For years, I tried with little success to manage persistent symptoms of ADHD, anxiety, and general difficulty with executive functioning. As time went on, I became increasingly frustrated with the lack of long term, sustainable treatment options within Western medicine.
It was this struggle that eventually drove me to seek alternative care as a…
And Why I Refuse to Continue Suffering in Silence
“I haven’t been honest with myself or with you that herpes is a deal breaker.”
The words hung in the air between us. My skin started to feel prickly as I processed what he was saying. His admission confirmed my worst fears.
I didn’t hear much beyond that because all I could think about was getting out of there before I lost it. I could feel the familiar tentacles of trauma wrap themselves around me and tighten their grip. …
Lysol-Wiping Paranoia on the Open Road
I pulled up to the makeshift take out line to pick up my large pepperoni pizza from the top-rated yelp pick in Hot Springs, Arkansas. A high school-aged girl with bleach blonde hair bounded over to my car nonchalantly.
The anxiety in me started to rise immediately as she got closer to my window.
“What’s the name?” she asked as she practically stuck her head inside of my window.
I gripped my bottle of Lysol with white knuckles as if it was an assault rifle and I made a joke about her lack of…
A Soft & Delicate Herbal Ally for Challenging Times
During the uncertainty that has arisen in the past weeks, we are reminded of the simple pleasures in life. The feeling of sunbeams on our faces, the warm embrace of a loved one, the importance of finding softness, space, and stillness.
It’s a very peculiar and interesting place to be. Floating in this place of humilty and humanity where compassion meets suffering and community meets isolation.
In our yearning for connection, our collective and individual grieving must be done alone. The darkness within us rises to the surface free of the…
How often do we rest? I mean TRULY rest. Without input, stimulation, without guilt that we should be doing this or that? No phone or computer in sight; no emails to be sent, appointments to schedule? In fact, how many of us are running around filling every second of potential down time with shit just so we can stay busy and productive?
I know I’m guilty of this.
As an acupuncturist and practitioner of Chinese Medicine- I do my best to practice what I preach. …