If you live in New York City, like I do, you know that most people speak openly about seeing their therapist. The stigma of shame is lifted when you live in a place that accepts psychotherapy as an acceptable form of asking for help. In New York, there are therapists on most corners. When we…

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Snowdrops – Louise Gluck Do you know what I was, how I lived? You know what despair is; then winter should have meaning for you. I did not expect to survive earth suppressing me. I didn’t expect to waken again, to feel in damp earth my body able to respond again, remembering after so long…

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Finding a good therapist, especially in a place like NYC that has a therapist on every corner, can be a daunting task. Over the years, I have heard some strange stories about how therapists behaved or responded to clients. It can be an overwhelming process to start, but with a good fit, being in therapy…

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Mother and Daughter Storm We walked gingerly tonight around the edges of our storm. The water rippled and raged almost tidal at times but we stayed steady on the rocks of our rendezvous with old pain. And then at last we breached as if we were killer whales high above the sea and then we…

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