There is a particular kind of frustration that brings people to therapy in New York — not confusion about what the pattern is, but the inability to stop it despite knowing exactly what it is. The relationship dynamic that keeps returning in different configurations. The...
The spreadsheet existed. So did the pros-and-cons list, the conversations with people whose judgment was trusted, the months of quiet deliberation during the commute and on weekend mornings when the house was still. Every angle of the decision had been examined. And still, nothing moved....
Someone says you did a great job on that and something in you immediately doubts it. Not out loud — you say thank you, move on — but internally a small counter-argument begins. They didn't really mean it. They don't particularly like me. You have...
Late afternoon on a Vermont hillside, somewhere in the middle of summer. The valley below is the particular green it only gets this time of year. And the mind, given the space that view creates, goes directly to what's wrong. This is not a character...