Poco a Poco

Years ago, after several tragedies struck my life in quick succession, I woke up every morning convinced I wouldn’t survive the day. First, my father ended his life in a way that pulled me directly into the horror of it. Soon after, my marriage began to fall apart....

Overcoming Jealousy

When I was seven years old my brother and I spent occasional weekends at our paternal grandmother’s house. We loved visiting because she baked cookies and pies for us and let us eat as much as we wanted. She also taught us to play poker for quarters. Our mother was...

How do I know if a therapist is right for me?

A few times in my life I’ve sought out therapy and each time I’ve had a quiet, intuitive sense of the kind of therapist who would actually help me. Unfortunately, those experiences were rarely good ones. I hear the same story over and over from new clients: they’ve...