The first time I went to therapy, I was a teenager, and I lasted only a few sessions. I don’t remember much about the therapist or even what we talked about, which is probably telling in itself. What I do remember is how strange the whole thing felt. I had no idea...
I’ve been thinking lately about the way we talk about boundaries, particularly outside of therapy. Spend a few minutes on social media and you’ll come across some version of the same advice: protect your peace, cut people off, don’t tolerate people...
One of the questions I hear most often in my office is some version of, “How did I end up here again?” The relationship may look different from the last one; the circumstances may have changed. Yet there is often a familiar feeling running through it. A person may...
One of the things I’ve found myself thinking about more over the years is how much my understanding of therapy has changed. When I first became a therapist, I was deeply drawn to insight. That probably isn’t surprising. I’ve always loved ideas and...
There is a particular quality to the air inside the Simply Being Therapy office in Berry Hill, Nashville. It is the kind of space that seems designed not just for comfort, but for permission — permission to slow down, to exhale, to arrive exactly as you are....
I’ve been thinking a lot lately about getting older. I turned fifty this year, and somehow I’m already almost fifty-one. That seems impossible because in my head I was just having my 40s birthday celebration not that long ago. People ask me what...
