The last thing I was expecting to be doing on Christmas Day was rushing my daughter to a psych hospital. Yet, this is exactly what I was doing on December 25, 2020.
While the world was grappling with the challenges of a global pandemic, I was dealing with another very real and very personal health crisis.
It felt like the floor had dropped out from underneath me. My daughter, now 16, had just completed a 12-week intensive outpatient therapy program and I thought we were on the road to recovery.Read more on themighty.com