Calls for therapy “She needs therapy,” someone whispered, followed by silent but adamant head nods by coworkers huddled in the break...

How many times I would hear these words ringing in my ear from such a young age, and all throughout my life, “You need to get some help.”...

What’s wrong with me??? I can’t tell you how many times I’ve asked myself this. I am reading In Search of Happiness: Understanding an...

What is wrong with you? What goes through your mind? Why do you act out? What is it going to take for you to just be normal? These...

“Now, take your eraser and erase everything you see,” Susan, my therapist, said to me. He was the first to go, of course. His looming,...

It was the summer after 8th grade: I was excited, and I had lots of friends and a boy I cared about. But my Dad forced me to go spend the...