Trigger warning: The following is the first in a two-part story about miscarriage and pregnancy. Find the second account on Medium here. The essay below contains explicit details about miscarriage. If you or someone you love has experienced pregnancy loss, this account may be triggering for you. In my experience…

It’s been a year since the world shrunk and tele-health became the norm for mental health service delivery. As most know by now, tele-health involves video-to-video instead of face-to-face sessions. Countless therapists are seeing clients from their home offices, bedrooms, kitchens or the most quiet closet in the house as…

“You fight like someone who knows he is losing.” (I imagine Biden saying this over and over and over. “Broken recording” is a technique a graduate school mentor taught me for reinforcing boundaries in the face of a boundary pusher. Over and over, Biden says this. Until there is silence…

Two months ago, my boyfriend Rich and I schemed our first trip together. We were going to spend 5 days in late March camping in Sedona, Arizona, the sacred site of my birth and a place we longingly imagined our frozen winter bodies could warm up. …

I will admit it. I was pissed. I know my youngest brother is a busy father of three. Yet for weeks he had delayed sending me an important package after swearing multiple times he would put it in the mail. This older sister was not impressed. Now, it’s not his…

Ask anyone in the healing arts — a therapist of any stripe — what our biggest challenge is, and if they are being honest, they will tell you it’s getting in the other seat. I mean the other seat in the therapy room. The client’s seat. The seat for the…

(And other good reasons to protect our freedom to choose) — As an Intimacy Coach who focuses on helping my clients integrate trauma, I wanted to share my thoughts on why it is vital that a government that cares about the health of its people always empower women to have control over our reproduction. I do not professionally work with children…

I’m going to give you some advice. I know you didn’t ask for it. If you are hurting, tell someone. You’re the one sitting at the holiday gathering putting on the smile that fools them all, laughing at the right moments and being witty to keep them sure, “This one’s…

A New Model for the Healing Arts — It’s Wednesday again. Which means the nervousness will start right after lunch. As the afternoon wears on I will grow distracted, answering texts a little too fast and checking Facebook compulsively. My gut will begin to churn shortly after 4pm. By 6pm I will have tried on and changed my…