by Ginger Sullivan | May 30, 2017 | Emotional Health
“I just want to be normal,” sayeth the umpteenth thousand patient on my green couch. If only you knew how normal you are, I say only in my head. That god-damn bill of goods. The one sold to us in magazines, on television, on Facebook, on shiny holiday cards. The one...
by Ginger Sullivan | May 23, 2017 | Relational Intimacy
I’ve never been one much for superficiality. Those social niceties and exchanges that are well-intended but only serve to maintain a false pleasant front. In my world, such polished manners create disconnection, not connection. They make and maintain a pretend world...
by Ginger Sullivan | May 16, 2017 | Aging
I had lunch yesterday with my 91-year-old friend. It’s not what you might imagine. I did not go visit her in the nursing home. We did not dine over bland mashed potatoes and red Jell-O. No, not my friend. She invited me to lunch. She made a reservation. I dressed for...
by Ginger Sullivan | May 9, 2017 | Relational Intimacy
“Oh, yeah. That.” It often comes down to that. There is a certain kind of couple that finally make it past the door of a therapist’s office. A partnership locked in stable misery. They have a well-grooved path of relating that is wretched but can go on and on and on....
by Ginger Sullivan | May 2, 2017 | Emotional Health
“But I like living in two rooms!” says the patient adamantly. “Okay,” I say. Sometimes keeping my sadness to myself and sometimes not. But despite my feelings, like in any other business, the customer is always right. The patient directs the show, not me. After all,...
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