Alexander calls on a Thursday evening.His voice is different. It's excited and emotional. It's the voice of someone who's witnessed something profound happening in their practice."Something incredible just happened," he tells me."What?" I ask."Claire came to her final session today," he says. "My first patient. The woman who came to me eight years ago broken and convinced that her survival was all she had."He pauses."She's healed," he continues. "I mean, the healing is ongoing the way healing always is. But she's reached the point where she doesn't need clinical support anymore. She's reached the point where she's capable of building a life without my help.""That's beautiful," I tell him."It is," he says. "And then she told me something that broke me open."I wait for him to continue."She told me that she's going back to school," Alexander says. "She's going to become a therapist. She's going to specialize in trauma recovery and work with survivors. She's going to do what I'm
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