When I was 20 I had a brief fling with anorexia. (Believe me, I roll my eyes just thinking about how cliche that is, the stressed-out college coed who suddenly starts to starve herself.)

I’ve decided to take a summer vacation ... from myself. Specifically, from my overparenting, overworrying, overstressed self, the one who’s dealing with heart palpitations that are literally sending me to the doctor this week.