Although I had money I had no relationship, no life, and no joy. I came home and cried every night. The final straw was having to cover someone else’s accounts while they were on leave.
That was when I went to see my doctor. I was diagnosed with clinical depression. I told my boss I needed some time out and that I would be spending six months in India doing the only thing that worked for me – yoga.I knew that as long as I travelled with my yoga mat I could envisage a futureIt was the only place that I felt safe.
I knew that as long as I travelled with my yoga mat I could envisage a future. That future might only stretch six foot in front of me, but it was a start.
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