You’re not so special. I mean, I think you’re terrific. Truly. I’m a fan. But special? Not so much. Why the distinction? Special means separate, in need of something different, hard to get close to, touch, or help. I resist the label, special, because for me, it’s not so nice. Years ago I worked asRead more
It Gets Better*
*Only if WE make it better Like so many of you, I’ve been devastated by the stories in the news the last several weeks of gay, lesbian, bisexual, trans-gender and questioning young people committing suicide. While the suicides, of course, are not new (how many suicides have happened over the years without it being knownRead more
A work weekend
Recently a patient of mine reluctantly flew home for her sister’s whirlwind wedding. Reluctantly because, as is often the case with adult siblings, she and her sister don’t get along. Over the years she’s felt taken for granted, and history repeated itself as plans came together for the wedding. Without even receiving a proper invitation,Read more
NYC’s rat problem
If you live in New York City, you’re aware of our rat problem. They’re everywhere. It often seems that newspaper articles about rats in New York City (like this one) are almost as ubiquitous as the rats themselves. It turns out there’s been considerable research on the matter of just how to reduce the numberRead more
What you do next
You’ve just put your foot in your mouth. Stepped in it. Given into a hurtful impulse. Blown your top. What matters, however, is what you do next. In fact, it’s the only thing that matters. Some people spend a lifetime regretting a wrong move, a mistake, a missed opportunity. Feeling bad? Showing remorse? Punishing yourself?Read more
Taken for granted
There are two meanings of the phrase taken for granted. The first, often maligned, is the tendency to take a friend, or a job, or a partner, or a loved one “for granted,” meaning to neglect the responsibilities that go with having those relationships, and assuming those relationships will be present and available regardless ofRead more
“It’ll take time”
There are few trite phrases that bug me more than the common rejoinder to a sharing of loss, grief, or sadness–the words “It’ll take time.” Hard-boiling an egg takes about 10 minutes; a haircut takes about a half hour; college typically about 4 years. All of this varies a bit, depending on how hard youRead more
Why TriBeCa?
Let me catch up those of you who aren’t familiar with TriBeCa and it’s history. TriBeCa is a relatively small neighborhood in Lower Manhattan, New York City. It’s boundaries are, roughly, Canal Street on the north, Broadway to the east, and the World Trade Center to the south. Its name, invariably spelled TriBeCa or TribecaRead more
On the subject of being (emotionally) small
Michał Koralewski – mobile photography / Foter / CC BY-NC-ND Small can be a wonderful thing: A small stature, small meals; even a small New York City apartment can have its charms. Not so for being emotional small. What’s that? It’s constantly selling yourself short, saying “no” out of fear or self doubt, or maybeRead more
Adding growth (and growthful)
surrealmuse / Foter / CC BY-NC-SA I launched TriBeCa Therapy (the website, not the practice) in early March of 2010 and excitedly shared it with my friends, colleagues and therapy patients. The feedback was terrific. Aside from having a few typos pointed out (a genuine “thank you” for those, always) the only complaint I gotRead more
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