How Yoga Saved Me, Part I: Broken

I was full of shame. I was mortified. I felt worthless. I felt undeserving of love, of my job of living. I won't say that I was suicidal, but I was doing things that easily could have gotten me killed. Even now, I sometimes wake up from a nightmare thinking about moments when I was so close to death that I don't know what saved me. At the time I didn't care.

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