Words by Stephen Mack Art by Kathy Lee Content Warning: Discussion of mental health struggles My Year at Wholefoods It would have been about this time last year when I first walked into Wholefoods. Nineteen years old, six months deep into therapy, one foot out of the closet, and equipped with little more than an unfilled prescription for antidepressants and the anxiety-driven ambition to get a life and maybe, just maybe finally get around to making some friends. I’m now twenty, eighteen months deep into therapy, one leg out of the closet, and equipped with a fair bit