In January of 2012, a man jumped into the back of my best friend’s car and put a gun to my head.
We’d just left a work event and I had parked on a dark side street. My friend had offered to drive me to my car so I’d “be safe,” but before I could get out of her car we were robbed at gunpoint.
When people sign up for counseling services in St. Louis, one of the most frequently asked questions on an initial phone call or email is, “What is this going to cost me?” In a day and age where managed care has trained us to think very little about our own care and to just trust them to sort things out, people are often surprised at rates for varying practices across the St. Louis area and don’t really have an accurate sense of what they “should” be paying.
Though she could scarcely believe it, Jenny found herself at the same place again. Her relationship ended abruptly, with the promise from her departing partner that the decision was “not about you.” But because this was the fourth straight romantic relationship in the past five years that had ended this way, it hardly seemed like it could be true. Or even if it was, why did she keep dating people who were likely to call it quits?