Regressions

The day started with coffee and bagels and ended about four hours earlier than usual with a choice that had, back then, torn into me like razor wire. The thing I remember most about that day was a moment of clear panic, so clear that I could see it in the room as another person. I felt it for a moment, and I almost let it consume me. This, I now know, is the equivalent of a child fearing the dark or the monster under their bed. For adults, its career uncertainty and worrying that your livelihood and reputation are going to be destroyed in one fell swoop. So for the sake of whoever might read these pages in the future, let me paint the picture for you. I'd been practicing psychology in Beverly Hills with Donaldson and Underhill for nine years, working with seventeen other brilliant psychologists. I had a nice home, the respect of my peers'or so I thought'a nice little dog at home, and a nest-egg stored up in the bank that sometimes made me feel the need to pinch myself to make sure I wasn't dreaming. I liked the people that I worked with and, even to this day, know that a few of them were responsible for advancing me in my career. I shared lunches with these people, had too much to drink at Christmas parties, and even formed some very close friendships.

• | Author: Jaye C Blakemore
• | Publisher: Xlibris
• | Publication Date: Apr 20, 2016
• | Number of Pages: 358 pages
• | Language: English
• | Binding: Hardcover
• | ISBN-10: 1514485788
• | ISBN-13: 9781514485781