Category Archives: Writings

It’s interesting how certain blog posts hold more significance for me than others. Take yesterday’s post, for example. Upon reflection, I couldn’t help but feel a sense of guilt. It’s as if I had attempted to read the reader’s mind, anticipating their needs, only to realize that I fell short of meeting them. This leavesContinue reading “Scrub-a-Dub-Dubbing”

Late at night, when firecrackers as loud as bombs echo in the distance and your dog’s whimpering doesn’t cease, you make a choice. You release him from your daughter’s bedroom to ensure she’s not disturbed by his restlessness. But what happens when his whimpers and panting persist, and you attribute it to his extraordinary hearingContinue reading “Dung Tired”

I woke up like a piece of toast popping out of a toaster. The gentle, soothing sound of rain greeted me, and the lingering sense of my dream felt comforting. In that dream, I rested my head on the concave area of a friend’s belly. It may not have held any particular significance, but theContinue reading “Coming Up For Air”

I’d like to invite you into my mind, but today, I’d rather not. Instead, let’s meet at Windmill Bistro for a cup of coffee. We never make a reservation, yet they always ask and seat us right away. As we sit there, I’ll probably make a comment about the color of the walls and theContinue reading “A Live Wire”

“Do you want to tell her?” The conversation was swift, a slight tilt of the head followed by a mirrored response, “Not really. Do you?” A couple sat in my office, five years overdue for this pivotal discussion. I sat across from them, acutely aware that they’d reached the crux of their relationship. Until thatContinue reading “Couples Counseling: Part 1”

I rummage through layers of tablecloths and sheets, guarding the oak and redwood furniture. Beyond the piano, its keys now silent, I step into the open space. The ground, adorned with stray branches, tugs at my ankles until I stumble. I hop forward, seeking stability, and catch myself with a nearby tree trunk. After freeingContinue reading “The Walk: A Poem”

I heard my client utter these words before, but this week, her lamentations carried a different weight. “I’m close to fifty, in an overpriced house, now three times divorced, with a cat,” she sighed. I decided to repeat them back to her. In response, she offered a weary nod, as if accepting the undeniable truthContinue reading “Back Off Bandits”

It’s been quite a whirlwind of a day. I’ve made the decision to charge a higher rate for couples counseling, and it’s heartening to see people returning. While I can’t say I’m surprised, I’m taking this as a milestone and a testament to my growing comfort and confidence in my practice. As for my outfitContinue reading “How I Found My Vibe: A Day in the Life of a Therapist”

As I enjoy my morning cup of coffee – a single shot of espresso from the Breville, a splash of scalding hot water, and a generous dollop of heavy whipping cream – I ponder the day ahead, which is wide open with countless opportunities waiting to be seized. I shift the Volt into low gearContinue reading “Thought Rinse”

I don’t trust the voice in my head, it’s a shifty salesperson. Buy a 0.00% APR with 0 down Peloton Treadmill. How about a $50 foundation for your old lady, blotchy skin? My mind feels heavy and leadened, and it’s a sensation I prefer to escape. To zone out to funny and interesting videos wouldContinue reading “First Day of My Life”