Identity, Storytelling, and the Work of Becoming. In narrative therapy, we don’t ask what’s wrong with you? We ask: What story are you living in? Who wrote it? And how do we find your voice again inside it? For many people exploring their sexuality and gender, this question is not theoretical—it’s urgent.

The strong, silent figure. The protector. The provider. The one who doesn’t flinch, doesn’t break, doesn’t cry. Somewhere in the timeline of manhood, vulnerability was written out of the script. Anger, numbness, overwork—those were permitted. But softness, grief, longing, tenderness? Those had to be swallowed or smothered.

As Mental Health Awareness Month and Memorial Day converge, we are invited to pause and listen to the deeper layers of the stories that shape us — especially those who have worn the uniform.

This is the ache that lives in so many:
The child inside who wonders, Was I too much? Was I not enough?

In therapy, this wound often speaks in whispers.
It shows up in adult relationships where love feels like walking on eggshells.
In a body that braces for criticism even in kindness.
In the way we shame ourselves for needing comfort or asking for help.

Whether you celebrate this holiday in a religious or secular way, Easter offers an opportunity to reflect on personal renewal and the importance of integrating self-awareness with our connections to others.