Elias Moskana
Growing up in a conflictive household in Venezuela, life always felt safer in my own head. When I left my home to study abroad, I did not realize that along with my belongings, I was bringing with me invisible wounds of trauma, and all the coping mechanisms I had learned as a kid. It took a miserable college experience, moving countries again, a marriage and a divorce, a wonderful therapist and my discovery of psychedelics as tools for mental health, for me to start piecing together the puzzle that held the answers to who I was. Today I can say that putting in the effort to find myself was the single most meaningful decision of my life, and I reap the benefits of it on a daily basis.