A defining moment in my life was over two decades ago when I was going through a very difficult divorce.
Picture this: I was 27 years old and my children were 6 and 3 at he time. Everything in my world has been turned upside down and my dreams of what a happy family looks like, were being shattered before me. I was doing everything I could to try and hold it all together through very tumultuous times, but frankly I felt like everything was working against me and nobody really understood. My 6 year old son was acting out in fits of rage and frustration both at home and at school. I was witnessing in disbelief, as he was pulling his hair out in clumps and scratching his face until it bleed.
I finally took him to a psychiatrist, hoping to get a solution for this nightmare we are living.