For many years of my life, I have been unconsciously living in a state of dysregulation since I was a child, disconnected to the world around me. The Maze of my own mind is a place I know too well. Anxiety had always been a prominent part of my reality. I never questioned this experience because it was so familiar, so comfortable, and such a prevalent part of my humaness.

Childhood was my first teacher along my spiritual journey. Being an only child of divorced parents from a young age, I was always on the move. I had moved about ten + times as child, constantly holding the identity of the new kid in class, while struggling to navigate and find my way. I was bullied throughout childhood and teenage years, submerged in addictive environments and habits, and befouled with eating disorders and unprocessed trauma past down my lineage. For most of my life, I have lived in my captivity of my mind and disconnected from my body. I was diagnosed with OCD in 2021 when I was 24 years old. While OCD onset during this time of my life, I became aware that this state of being was something I had been struggling with since I was around 9 years young. My mind has been swarmed with intrusive thoughts my entire existence, so much so that that year, I could not differentiate if these were truly thoughts, or rather voices I was hearing.