05/13/2025
Hey. I'm Molly. I've been wanting to start posting on this account, but have been overwhelmed by the pressure I've been putting on myself to get it perfect. I am, admittedly, a recovering perfectionist. This page, stepping into this space with intention, is massively important to me.
Before I became a therapist, I wrote a fair amount and shared about my experience in the world on my personal socials. I did a lot of my processing through writing. I’ve done a lot less writing recently, and I've missed it. I've missed the community and engagement and conversation. I’ve been quieter online - at least in part - because of the rhetoric surrounding therapists needing to maintain some semblance of anonymity and imperviousness. A lot of people in the therapy space believe that clinicians should be blank slates. That in order for therapy to be effective, the clients shouldn't have insight on the therapist's personal life or beliefs, and shouldn't know the impact they have on the therapist.
That's not my kind of therapy. Therapy is healing, at it's core because of connection and togetherness. The single most effective therapeutic intervention is therapeutic rapport, that is, the therapist-client relationship. If I am in relationship, any relationship, I'm going to show up as me. If a client is going to trust me with their most vulnerable, I'm going to be authentic. Genuine. Wholehearted. Honest. Straightforward. Always in a client's best interest, and with essential boundaries. I'm the therapist I am today because of the healing I have done, the sorrow and despair I have known, the anxiety / grief / trauma I have overcome. I think it's okay to explicitly share that in a public space.
Social media and therapy can be an iffy space. Nothing posted here is professional advice, diagnosis, treatment, or constitutes a therapeutic relationship. I want to create an intentional page that is vulnerable and raw and real. Therapy is political. Therapy can be hella harmful. Quality therapy should be accessible and affordable. Many therapeutic practices are normed on cishet, white, able-bodied, Christian men. None of these are radical ideas. These are facts.
I'm sick of the lack of accountability to truth. And I'm sick of having to remain "impartial." The current political climate, the genocides and pure cruelty occurring all over the world, gives me nightmares. I am scared every. single. day. The utter disregard for human life, much less human rights, leaves me confused and completely disoriented in some Twilight Zone. I believe every human has inalienable human rights no matter where or how their body exists.
I believe fully that people with biologically female reproductive systems should have full control over their bodies. I believe in reparations. I believe in equity.
Naming those doesn't make me an inappropriate therapist or human. It makes me a moral one. I also have no interest in forcing my beliefs on others, clients or otherwise. Please know this is only an invitation.
I have a voice, a lot to say, and knowledge to share. And.
I'm a therapist. A mom, partner, sister and daughter. Opinionated. An advocate. A thinker. Feisty. A q***r, Jewish, chronically ill, neurodivergent...human. Space creator. Presence.
My hope and intention is you find yourself heard | seen | inspired |represented | honored | with new questions/ thoughts / musings |
Ha. No pressure. There goes the perfectionism again.
And. Also. Transparently. I don't actually know what this will turn into. I, myself, am open to whatever evolves from this.
I'm so glad you're here 🫶🏻
