Trusting My Clients to Do The Hard Work
Ah, Autumn. It’s clearly the very best season – all crisp and cool and tweed-y. And come on, we all know that all of the best of food and fashion emerges in October. It’s also the season when, in the…
Ah, Autumn. It’s clearly the very best season – all crisp and cool and tweed-y. And come on, we all know that all of the best of food and fashion emerges in October. It’s also the season when, in the…
“It doesn’t happen all at once. You become. It takes a long time.” –The Velveteen Rabbit I started going to the therapy as a teenager, for issues with Anxiety and Panic. I was terrified of being trapped places, and I…
I turned forty this year. The number has a decidedly permissive flavor to it. I’ve never really been interested in doing things in a particularly conventional manner, but I’d be lying if I said that others’ opinions haven’t mattered a…
A somewhat personal story… Several months ago my husband and I pulled off a rather miraculous feat and paid off the last of my student loans, taking us fully out of debt, aside from our home mortgage. This was not…
I was at lunch with a group of friends the other day when I announced that I’m over the whole notion of self-care. It is no longer interesting to me, and I think it’s a rather poor promoter of true…
In the therapy world, our ears become attuned to our own distinct language, one that we sometimes forget is our own. We throw around terminology like “transgenerational trauma” and “stress mechanisms” and forget that the rest of the world doesn’t…
Therapists come up with all sorts of terminology to name this and that – we work with the same problems and ideas repeatedly, and need images and language to describe human experience. Sometimes we come up with our own labels…
Like many of my colleagues that feel deeply connected to the practice of psychotherapy, I believe that I was built for this kind of work. When in the therapy room, I feel capable, confident, and clear – this is what…
I recently received a text citing a friend doing something that was hard for him, and struggling with it. “It’s ok, though,” said the text, “he’s powering through it.” “Blech,” I thought to myself. Then I typed “Is that really…
I kill all things green. This is my truth around gardening and, though I’m deeply unhappy about it, it’s factual. If you give me a plant I will kill it. Consider yourself warned- please don’t gift me plantlife. That said,…