For most of us, going for a massage is a relaxing experience, and a time to switch off fully. There's nothing quite like feeling your muscles loosen and your body release that built-up stress.
As a hyper-anxious person, however, I’ve often found the opposite to be true: I'll be lying face down on the bed, fully alone without distractions, and my brain will still be fully active and awake, thinking about (read: worrying about) everything there possibly is to worry about. And while I’ve learnt how to silence these negative, anxious voices (to an extent), I still do find a massage to be a very cathartic experience: in fact, the last few I’ve had have resulted in an outpouring of emotion afterwards.
