On November 5th, right after halftime against the Hawks, I had a panic attack.
It came out of nowhere. I’d never had one before. I didn’t even know if they were real. But it was real — as real as a broken hand or a sprained ankle. Since that day, almost everything about the way I think about my mental health has changed.
I’ve never been comfortable sharing much about myself. I turned 29 in September and for pretty much 29 years of my life I have been… [Read Full Feature Here]
*Article originally published on The Players’ Tribune by Kevin Love – Forward / Cleveland Cavaliers. PHOTO BY STACY REVERE/GETTY IMAGES