It’s been 2 years of masks, distancing, stress, anxiety, and shifting the way we live our lives. Some of us still worry and have anxiety every moment of every day if simple everyday activities like going to the grocery store were safe or if you’d get Covid just by trying
By Katie Barbaro Let’s face it: therapy is expensive and rarely covered by insurance. You’ve probably asked yourself, “Do I want to pay out of pocket for an hour-long therapy session or feed myself for a month?” (Answer: FEED YOURSELF, per Maslow’s Hierarchy of Needs.) Ideally, therapy will someday be
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If you’ve ever tried looking for a therapist, you may have noticed it can feel eerily similar to another tedious search in your life…dating. We asked a Psychotherapist about what interview questions someone should ask a potential therapist and how to find ‘the one’
When was the last time someone really listened to you? Being heard and connecting with others is essential to our well being but can be lacking in our busy lives. On May 7th from 11:30am-1:30pm in busy locations throughout San Francisco, Lily Sloane of Lily Sloane Therapy, Traci Ruble of
Internetdudes and dudettes, have I got a cheap answer to some of your problems. We live in a crazy, mixed-up world and we could probably all use a healthy dose of ridiculous expensive therapy. But what if I told you for a mere five bucks you could spill your heart
Since I’ve always been a broke-ass, I can only but assume the way the money-privileged make friends is to buy them. I have yet to have someone want to buy my friendship–which like my love–is for sale and I’m definitely looking for tips on how to make this happen. But,
When I was in Las Vegas last weekend, the thing I could not stop obsessing over, apart from the buffets and 99-cent margaritas, was alllll the breast implants. It was like a breast implant convention. And I guess most of America is used to this, but I was somewhat alarmed.