By Liz Greene I was on my knees in front of the toilet, retching. I’d brought up all the food in my stomach, but I didn’t dare move. My babysitter rubbed my back gently as I alternated between sobbing and dry heaving. I was only seven years old, but I was already a slave to … Continue reading I Talk About My Debilitating Struggle With Anxiety To Educate People About Mental Illness