When I Was Too Tired to Reach and He Didn’t Know How to Find Me 

by Rebecca Townsend with Andy by my side

There was a season when I’d come home and stand in the kitchen like a ghost.

Not angry. Not distant on purpose. Just… emptied out.

It started during the hardest health season of my lif...

Olympic National Park, August 2025

Last weekend, The Engineer and I hiked through Olympic National Park. The trees were ancient, wiser than us by centuries.

Many stretched skyward. Others had splintered, their trunks hollowed by time and storm.
But even in their falling, they gave shelter.
Shade....

By Rebecca Townsend, with Andy beside me

How I learned to receive what I didn’t know I needed.

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I always thought I wanted a safe love.

Until I found it—and realized I didn’t know how to receive it.

Not at first. Not consistently. Not without wondering what I was doin...

By Rebecca Townsend, with Andy beside me in the becoming

A Manifesto for Overfunctioning Couples Who Want Something Real

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I didn’t become a therapist because I had it all figured out.

I became a therapist because pain felt familiar—

and helping other people quieted t...