Part II: The Story
Unlike most therapists in society who meet with their clients once a week in an office, in residential settings, the kids live and the staff work at a self-contained campus. Bedrooms and classrooms and therapist rooms are usually within short walking distance of each other.
That means, if you’re a therapist, it’s not unusual to have lunch with one of the teenagers, or to meet with her teacher, or to take a walk and have a private conversation – in addition to a more formal one-hour session in the office. In fact, it was my job to make sure therapists didn’t linger in their offices too much. “If you want to know how your kids are doing,” I would tell them, “go see them where they live.” So, I spent some time where she lived.
I began to see Evie, formally, once a week. Our first…
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