On a crisp winter afternoon in Chicago, I anxiously donned a very puffy coat. My large gray cat, Polly, stared up at me, her green eyes telegraphing a message: Where the hell do you think you’re ...

Águeda González had her first panic attack at the age of 18. From then on, it was only a matter of time before she was confined to her home. “I started putting off doing things for fear of ...