MY PERFECT MOTHER: And the birth of identity

I remember my early experiences in therapy—I sat in the client chair while I uncovered a core belief that helped me untangle a confusing aspect of my self-identity. This was in the days before I questioned the whole concept of self-identity. This was a time when I believed in a solid me, a thinking me. I thought there was something wrong and was trying to find out what that was, so I could change.