When I was a kid, there was this corny joke that made the rounds in our Jewish schools and camps. It went something like this: Joker: I b...

Ruth has been at war with her own body since middle school. She and her sisters reacted emotionally in different ways to the stress and t...

Is it just me or does it feel like there are ads for coaching everywhere lately? Do you ever wonder what the difference is between therap...

Have you ever noticed that some people will swear that therapy totally changed their lives for the better, and others will say they’ve tr...

At the root of so many people’s questions, doubts, insecurities and fears, lies this niggling question: Am I normal? And it shows up in a...

(This was originally published in the Five Towns Jewish Times) When my oldest was two years old, he attended a half day playgroup. One da...

It’s September, and children everywhere are yanking out their uniforms, knapsacks, paperwork, and supplies, packing up lunches and snacks...

Trigger warning: This post deals with sensitive topics relating to sexual abuse trauma. Ho-kay. This is not really my lane. I don’t treat...

Do you want to work on your relationship in therapy, but have a partner who just doesn’t want to go? Well, you’re not alone. This is a su...

I found that I am, indeed, quite privileged. I was raised by two loving, wise, imperfect, but dedicated parents. I was taught the value o...