Melanie Doss

Therapy Confessions: Digital Dad Syndrome

Alexandra showed up to our first session in mismatched socks. Not the cute, intentional kind – proper disaster-level pairing: one ankle-length black, one knee-high with cartoon vegetables. She didn’t notice until forty minutes in when she crossed her legs. Instead […]

Lola Adams

Therapy Confessions: The Transparency Tax

The Upper East Side coffee shops all start to blend together after a decade in this business. But I still remember Emily perched awkwardly on the leather armchair at Café Evergreen, her espresso untouched, as she unspooled a story that’s […]