When Wendy Aron decided to spend her fortieth birthday in her therapist’s office, it was merely because she wanted to get in some quality time with the woman she viewed as her “closest ally” (or, because she was remembering how she’d wanted to commit suicide by jumping off the Y in the Hollywood sign when she lived in Los Angeles); what she got, however, was one hell of a swift kick in the pants when her therapist of over 10 years told her she may move across the country.
After the initial panic subsided (and her plan to get herself committed …read more