2019-03-07
19 分钟Modern.
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This is modern love stories of love, loss, and redemption.
I'm your host, Meghna Chakrabarti.
Therapists offices are supposed to be places where you can be both vulnerable and safe.
But what happens when your therapist crosses a line?
Well, that happened to Juliana Baggott, and she writes about it in her essay playing role reversal with my therapist.
It's read by Oscar nominated actress Isabel Hupperthe.
She stars in the new film Greta, in theaters now.
Before my husband quit his job and his top notch insurance ran out, he and I got checkups and dentist appointments.
We got new glasses and signed up for a few therapy sessions.
My therapist was awful.
I talked about my occasional panic attacks and insomnia, and she gave me homework, rating my anxiety on a scale of one to ten in a notebook, a process, it turned out, that made me more anxious.
My husband's therapist, on the other hand, had him talking about his childhood and his recurring dreams about breathing underwater and not being able to find his soccer cleats.
His homework was to write a long, angry letter to his mother that he didn't ever have to send.
Eventually, our insurance ended.
We wrapped up therapy and went on with our lives.
A few years later, however, I hit a mental wall and was willing to pay out of pocket for good therapy.
I asked Dave if I could go to the guy he had seen during our top notch entrance glory days.