What If Your Therapist Chose You Too?
What If Your Therapist Chose You Too?
There's a version of therapy that looks like this: you show up, you talk, the clock runs out, you pay, you leave. The therapist listens. You feel marginally better, or you don't. You come back next week and do it again.
I understand why people think that's what therapy is. It's what we've been shown — the couch, the notepad, the carefully neutral expression. A professional service, rendered by the hour. And if that's what you've experienced, I understand why you might wonder whether it's worth it.
But that's not the kind of therapy I practice. And it's not the kind of therapist I am.
The Mutual Choosing
Here's something most people don't realize: I don't work with everyone who reaches out to me.
This isn't about availability or scheduling. It's about something harder to name — a pull, a sense that something in me is being called forward by this particular person and their particular story. When someone reaches out, I'm not just assessing whether I can help them. I'm asking whether I'm the right person to sit with what they're carrying. Whether something in me recognizes something in them.
When that recognition isn't there, the most ethical thing I can do is refer out. Not because the person isn't worthy of help — but because they deserve someone who is genuinely moved by their story. And I believe they will find that person.
This means therapy with me is a mutual choosing. You opt in. And so do I.
That's not how we usually talk about a paid professional service. But I'm not sure therapy — real therapy — has ever been just that.
On Meaning and Who Finds Who
I am a rational, science-informed clinician. I believe in research, in evidence-based approaches, in understanding the nervous system and the ways early experience shapes who we become. None of that is in conflict with what I'm about to say.
I also believe there is meaning in who finds who, and when.
I don't think it's random that you arrived at my particular door at this particular moment in your life. I think something in your psyche was ready for something — and something in mine was ready to meet it. That's not magic. But it's not nothing, either. It's the kind of thing that's hard to explain to someone who hasn't felt it, and immediately recognizable to someone who has.
My clients feel it. They describe it in different ways — I feel like you actually care, or I don't feel like a number here, or simply, something happens in this room that hasn't happened anywhere else. I don't say this to flatter myself. I say it because I think it points to something real about what makes therapy work — and what makes it feel like more than an expensive hour of talking.
What Real Empathy Actually Requires
Genuine empathy is not a technique. It cannot be performed indefinitely without cost, and it cannot be faked without the client eventually feeling it.
Real empathy means I am genuinely affected by what you bring into the room. Your grief lands somewhere in me. Your breakthroughs matter to me beyond the session. The work you're doing stays with me, because you are not a case — you are a person I have chosen to sit with.
This also means I have to continuously do my own work. My own history, my own unresolved material, my own blind spots — these cannot be allowed to crowd your space. If I notice that something of mine is getting in the way of being fully present with you, I will name it. And if it becomes something I can't work around, I will refer you to someone who can hold your work without that interference.
That, too, is what makes this not transactional. A transaction doesn't require that level of accountability. A relationship does.
If Something in You Recognizes This
I won't pretend this is easy to convey to someone who hasn't experienced it yet.
The best I can offer is this: if something in you recognizes what I'm describing — if there's a part of you that has always suspected therapy could be more than what you've seen, more than the clock and the couch and the careful neutrality — that recognition is probably worth following.
Because the kind of therapy I'm talking about begins before the first session. It begins in the moment something in you reaches toward something more — and something in me reaches back.
That's where the real work starts.
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I offer in-person sessions in Pasadena and telehealth throughout California. If something in this post resonated — if you've been looking for a therapist who will genuinely show up for you, not just professionally but humanly — I'd love to connect.
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