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Dancing With Depression & Anxiety | Musings of Laura Bock
My nights out dancing at the 80’s music revival nights are bittersweet at best these days. On one side I am enamored by the music of my younger, more carefree days. I get lost in the song and dance. At times I close my eyes and imagine I am still that young, naïve, and lost little girl, reveling in hearing nothing but the melodic whispers of youth, and a future filled with hope. When I attend these events, I almost always recognize a lot of faces – mostly from…