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Daniel Bluman: My Journey with Anxiety and Panic Attacks
I was seven when I had my first panic attack. My heart would just start beating uncontrollably, and my hands would get sweaty. When it happened, or I knew it...
Daniel Bluman: My Journey with Anxiety and Panic Attacks
I was seven when I had my first panic attack. My heart would just start beating uncontrollably, and my hands would get sweaty. When it happened, or I knew it...
Advice for the Young and Talented: Don't Settle Down Just Yet
There’s a kid I see pop up on my social media from time to time. She starts young horses and then sells them, which is why I see her posts....
Advice for the Young and Talented: Don't Settle Down Just Yet
There’s a kid I see pop up on my social media from time to time. She starts young horses and then sells them, which is why I see her posts....
Laine Ashker: My Struggle with the Voices of Self-Doubt
I have a hard time dealing with my failures. Every decision I make can wear on me. I had a hard time with my weight when I was young, and...
Laine Ashker: My Struggle with the Voices of Self-Doubt
I have a hard time dealing with my failures. Every decision I make can wear on me. I had a hard time with my weight when I was young, and...
Emily King: My Struggle with Depression and Cyberbullying
Welcome to a new series on NoelleFloyd.com called "My Mental Health Story", where we're aiming to create an open, candid dialogue about mental illnesses and struggles in all of their...
Emily King: My Struggle with Depression and Cyberbullying
Welcome to a new series on NoelleFloyd.com called "My Mental Health Story", where we're aiming to create an open, candid dialogue about mental illnesses and struggles in all of their...
For Grace: I Miss You
Your ashes arrived in a small cardboard box a week or so prior. I thought there would be more. I thought the box would be bigger, heavier. But there just wasn’t much...
For Grace: I Miss You
Your ashes arrived in a small cardboard box a week or so prior. I thought there would be more. I thought the box would be bigger, heavier. But there just wasn’t much...
My Message for Fellow Young Equestrians: Horses Are Not Machines
If you asked me to tell you about my horse, my mind would go instantly to my favorite memories of him: the feeling of weightlessness as he jumped above the...
My Message for Fellow Young Equestrians: Horses Are Not Machines
If you asked me to tell you about my horse, my mind would go instantly to my favorite memories of him: the feeling of weightlessness as he jumped above the...