(Part of a series on relationship anxiety) An over analytic brain never stops trying to understand. We seek to figure out how the world works, how we work, how come if we add a + b we might get c, but sometimes we get y. It’s seriously never ending and we could ride that train … More Why All the ‘Why’s’?
(part of a series of articles on relationship anxiety) Sometimes it can seem like every decision we make has the power to make or break us. It can appear that if we make one wrong step, or one right step, it will set us on a course for horror or glory for the rest of … More Shifting Your Focus
If you listen to popular music, or any music really, you’ll start to notice that there are a lot of songs about love (yes, obvious I know). But also, those songs about love are often about needy, codependent, and/or unhealthy love. If you really listen to the lyrics of some very popular songs, or even … More Lust vs Love and the Things We’re Sold
When my mom was 16 years old, she wore her strawberry blonde hair cropped short, donned herself in flared jeans and form-fitting, brightly-colored shirts. She was a child of the 60’s and 70’s, laughing with her friends and posing next to red convertibles in grainy photographs. When my dad was 17, things weren’t much different, … More My Family Notebook
I believe that it’s somewhat rare for children to truly get to know their parents. Often, children leave home at the age of 18 and each person gets frozen in time. For me, for whatever reason, my mother is forever 38. The age when she was still young yet powerful. For her, I’m sure at … More Into Foreign Lands: A journey through Italy with my mother
Approximately 4 years ago, I was sitting at a dinner table with mostly strangers- people from all over the world bonded by the marriage of a son and daughter. I struck up a conversation with an older man who, for some reason, just seemed to get me. It was as if he understood me more … More On having it all
I’ll admit that I have my fair share of body image issues; as a woman in America, it’s almost impossible not to. I had always just sort of assumed that my body image issues must have come from my mother, because isn’t that where the blame always goes? (I should know better, I’m a psychologist playing into … More It turns out my mother is actually a superhero