A therapist creates moving portraits of five of her most memorable patients, men and women she considers psychological heroes.
Catherine Gildiner is a bestselling memoirist, a novelist, and a psychologist who practiced privately for 25 years. This book focuses on five brave men and women who overcame enormous trauma–in her view, heroes who should be celebrated. READ MORE
Gildiner has not written dry clinical case studies, but instead deeply moving accounts of people trying to come to terms with childhood trauma. These journeys of discovery are both thought provoking and surprising. As Gildiner writes, 'In many ways psychology is like archaeology. As you dig down to uncover each layer and carefully dust off the artifacts that emerge, you eventually find a whole buried world that seems stranger than fiction. — Creemore Echo
Anyone who ever was, or has , a child considered different in some way will enjoy this book..The author’s maturity, her ability to forgive rather than blame informs this book, and is the ultimate gift to the reader. - Globe Mail
Writing about a time of social transition and cultural upheaval, Catherine Gildiner’s voice — charming, affable, unflappable, dryly funny and keenly perceptive—guides us through severn years of her eventful, extraordinary journey on this Planet . — Wayne Johnson
I am here in Leipzig, East Germany to tag along to my husband’s medical convention of 5000 international radiologists. (They all look perilously alike. They all share one trait. They wanted to be doctors but never see patients.( Picture a town flooded with said individuals.) I am an historical artifact called the The-wife-traveling-with-her-working-husband. I am
Photo credit: Adrian Wyld The Globe and Mail, April 4, 2006 Reprinted with permission It was May in 1981. I had just given birth to the largest identical twins ever born at Toronto’s Women’s College Hospital the previous month. I already had a two-year-old at home. Well, home was a stretch. We lived above a store three doors south of Honest Ed’s on Bathurst Street. My husband and I were students at the time. In order to pay the rent, he had gone to Inuvik to earn isolation pay. The twins cried all night every night for the first month of their life and my...