The Unbearable Heaviness of Being: Learning to Celebrate a New Shape
Refusing to be defined by others can sometimes require an unexpected catalyst.
Scenes from a Miscarriage
The story of a miscarriage is often about crushed hope, but it can also bring unexpected possibility.
Four Tips for Processing Grief
We still don’t have a clear and reliable road map for navigating the unique grief that comes with losing a wanted pregnancy.
Irish Whiskey: The Comfort of a Powerful Lineage
How our family lineages weave a connection of giving and taking and giving again.
A Therapist Moves On Up
Our offices don’t make people well, but they extend an invitation. They provide a comforting consistency in the midst of hard, often unsettling work. So a therapist’s office—no matter what it looks like—will absolutely never be “just an office.”
Being Haunted Isn't the Same as Being Cursed
By Martha Manning - My family is haunted by depression. My mother can trace it back in her family at least six generations. When it hits, it hits hard. My own battle with depression has focused on developing an understanding of the commonalities I share with my mother and grandmother, appreciating aspects of our shared legacies as some of the things I most valued in myself. Being haunted is not the same as being cursed.
Confronting grief in a laundromat.
Surviving a Battle with Severe Depression
By Martha Manning - Depression hits you where you live, annihilating even the basic functions, and graduating to the most complex. At its worst, depression extinguishes the pilot light, depriving you of the substrate that makes you feel real.
Lost Children and the Failure of Empathy
By Martha Manning - As a psychologist and a mother, I’m haunted by the children of immigrants we’ve all been reading about, stolen from their parents and callously detained. As therapists, we often bear witness to childhood suffering. Our choice of profession deputizes us as agents of change.
Surviving When Your Self Is in Ashes
At its worst, depression extinguishes your inner pilot light, depriving you of the substrate that makes you feel real. Sufferers complain of living in a fog, unable to think, remember, or focus. The qualities that constitute “you” become peripheral. The password has changed, and access is denied.