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What I'm Thinking About as a Therapist

There comes a time when life stops cooperating with our plans. What was once steady begins to unravel — work, love, direction — and the ground itself seems to shift. You try to hold on, but the tighter the grip, the faster it all slips away. Suddenly, you’re there — suspended in the pause between what was and what will be. The old Greeks had a story for this place. Persephone, the daughter of Demeter, was gathering flowers when the earth split open and Hades pulled her into t

Lately I’ve noticed something. People walk into therapy already carrying labels. They introduce themselves not just with their name or...

There’s something underrated about silence. We live in a world that celebrates noise, busyness, and constant movement — yet it’s in the...

I’ve noticed something — both in my own life and in the therapy room: we agonise over decisions because somewhere deep down, we’ve bought...