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I find my life settling into patterns. Chunks of time are grouped together as either “positive” or “negative” periods, as I weave in and out of an anxiety-induced delirium. Everytime I happen upon a “positive” period, I am utterly convinced...

‘Tis the season to visit your family and face old triggers. While you may have spent the year going to therapy or generally growing as a person, returning home can reopen old wounds. So take a moment and assess…What do...

I wanted to go to therapy when I was only sixteen years old. I was struggling through my first heartbreak and did not know how to handle it. My friends and family were irritated that I remained heartbroken over a...