Help. I’m enslaved by my smartphone.

By Brooke B. Sellas, {grow} Contributing Columnist I’m a terrible sleeper. It started when I was around 22; my anxiety would peak juuust as it was time to get in bed and I’d go over my list. You know, the LIST of stuff for work, home and personal that is a constant ticker tape machine; paper strips overlapping from corner to corner in your mind.Read the full article