On a Dark Day, Backcountry Snowmobiling Became My Therapy
I'm finally aware of when I engage in self-destructive behavior. After years of therapy, I can feel it coming on in times of stress. This tingly anticipation of the oncoming adrenaline spike. One I'll inevitably chase until my muscles cry "No more!" My breathing shallows. I can feel my heartbeat…
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