Welcome to Between Us, a collection of real stories and reflections that inform our work as therapists.
Here, we explore the small human moments that teach us, the conversations that shape us, and the narratives that heal us.
It’s for all the feelers, thinkers, and seekers who believe healing is built in the moments we share.
Step Outside: How Nature Heals Your Mind, Body, and Spirit
In our fast-paced world of notifications, deadlines, and constant screen time, it’s easy to spend most of our lives indoors — breathing conditioned air, staring at blue-lit screens, and rushing from one obligation to the next. But somewhere in the middle of this overstimulated lifestyle, we’ve lost touch with one of the simplest and most powerful tools for better mental health: nature.
When Independence Becomes Isolation
We live in a culture that praises boundaries and independence, but somewhere along the way, “going no contact” became confused with emotional strength. “Going no contact” is a conscious, deliberate decision to cut off all communication and contact with a person who is genuinely toxic or unsafe: an abusive ex, a parent who causes harm, an addicted sibling steals from you and refuses help. In those situations, going no contact is more than just ghosting someone. It’s not just avoidance or immaturity —it’s protection. It creates distance so healing can happen.
But what happens when cutting people off becomes a pattern—when every relationship ends the same way, with distance instead of resolution? When relational ruptures end the same way? When friendships, family relationships, or romantic partnerships repeatedly fall apart? When they don’t end with repair, conversation, or clarity—but with silence? When emotional discomfort feels intolerable, and distance becomes the default response to conflict or vulnerability?
When people are cut off, not because they’re dangerous, but because situations become difficult or painful?
And what about the stories we tell ourselves along the way? When the narrative starts to sound oddly familiar—you as the wounded party, the other as the villain? Or when people seem to keep walking away from you?
At that point, it’s worth asking: I am truly setting boundaries— or simply avoiding the work of relationships?

