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It’s simple biology. My amygdala sent a panicked S.O.S. to my hypothalamus, telling it we’re in grave danger. Because clearly my amygdala is a little dramatic. My hypothalamus responded instantly with “sir, yes sir” and passed orders down to my adrenal glands. And they deployed hormone soldiers like cortisol, adrenaline, and a handful of others, who didn’t march but RAN into battle. A battle I’m now losing because of those very soldiers.
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