Dear Fears

Abstract

I have a new office, close to home. I walk there, without the angst of clients catching a glimpse of me behind the screen. In fact I now approach each new scene as if they can see all of me—the human underneath the king’s robe. And that it doesn’t matter. If anything, it helps them to talk more openly about themselves. At least I hope all of this will be true. I don’t want to “go back.” Only to move forward. To me, to make it is no longer to “beat” my clients to session, but rather to join them there. And to tuck my son into bed every night.