Leaving Dr. Colton’s office, I always have the feeling of being on The Tornado, a dizzying ride that spins you in circles at terrifying speeds. The forces of nature smashed against you as you twirl like an egg being scrambled with a whisk. Seriously, my sessions with him have become an internal version of that crazy contraption.
How did I become so turned around that I forgot which way was right, and which was wrong?