I went to the mountains last month. No connection, no people, no plans. I woke up at 5 a.m., watched the fog roll off the peaks, drank tea on the veranda, and listened to the silence. There I realized I was afraid of silence. And it's my best friend. I came back a different person. I can't explain it, but I felt freer inside. The mountains heal.

Where do you go for treatment? ⛰️