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The New Leather Jacket: How Therapy Can Make You Cool
About six months ago I was buying coffee by my office and I started talking to the barista. The coffee joint I frequent was playing the Beastie Boys and that’s what got us started. The barista then asked me what I did. “I’m a therapist,” I said. “I work down…
Communism And Connection: Your Psychology Has An Agenda
“It really is infuriating,” said Steven, taking off his glasses and pinching the space between his eyes. “I’ve accomplished a lot in my life. And I still do. The last book, critically, I couldn’t have asked for better reviews. And this new one, I’m really excited about this one. When…
I’m A Psychotherapist, But The Craziest Job I Ever Had Was Driving...
“Are you stripping?” my girlfriend asked me. She stared at the money clip I’d thrown on her coffee table. A crisp fifty dollar bill was folded underneath the clasp. “What are you talking about?” I asked—aiming for casual, but sounding guilty. “Something is going on,” she said. “Even when you’re…
The Old Man and The C
There’s a weird thing that happens when you grow up around a lot of anger. You end up feeling like a cow that’s allergic to milk. You have this thing coarsing through you, that you produce. And it’s also the thing that destroyed you, that made you toxic; and therefore toxic to…
