Janice Erlbaum | Author of Girlbomb: A Halfway Homeless Memoir

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“…Evan’s spartan, all-white apartment in Battery City…”

“…smirking at him from the backseat of a cab…”

15. “My mother is dead, again.”

I gave up on writing about my mother after MY MOTHER IS CRAZY was rejected in 2010. I wrote two other books instead — a novel for adults, and a novel for tweens.

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14b. The Monotonous, Grinding Mechanics of Long-Term Talk Therapy: A Partial Summary, Part Two

For the seventeen years I worked with Judith, I thought therapy was like school. You put in the hours to master the concepts, and then you passed the test. Once you learned some

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14a. The Monotonous, Grinding Mechanics of Long-Term Talk Therapy: A Partial Summary, Part One

My therapist Judith and I argued for years over her calling my mother “psychotic.” My mother, I maintained, was a fucked-up person, but she wasn’t psychotic. Judith nev

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