Why don’t doctors talk about mental health?
It started with nightmares. I would wake up frightened, covered in sweat and searching my empty room for an intruder. It progressed. I started setting traps on my doors to see if anyone was coming into my apartment when I wasn’t there. I didn’t open my blinds often. And when I did, I ensured no one would be able to see inside. I meticulously planned movements outside my apartment — …