From the Therapy Room

By Yaacov Weiss, LCSW He sat down across from me, his eyes softer than usual, shoulders not as weighed down. But I could tell he wasn’t sure what to make of it. “I tried that letting-go thing we discussed in last session,” he said, almost sheepishly. “And… it kind of worked...but I'm very confused.” In previous sessions, we had spoken about how anxious thoughts are like holding onto a hot coal. The longer you grip it, the worse the burn. Relief only comes when you release it.

He sat across from me, looking distraught, his story spilling out before I even asked a question. Over Yom Tov, he and his family were visiting his in-laws in a large out-of-town community. The kind of neighborhood where all the children play freely, running from one house to another. His kids loved it — they already had friends there from past visits on previous Yomim Tovim. But this time, something went wrong. His three-year-old daughter didn’t come home. At first, everyone

By Yaacov Weiss, LCSW It’s easy to build walls of silence or deflect with clever words. But real growth begins when a husband and wife...

By Yaacov Weiss, LCSW He walked into my office calmer than usual. For weeks, we had been working on the headaches that plagued him every...