New York City has a disease I call writerosis; a condition in which a city suffers from too many writers. NYC is the writer’s capital of the world, with types ranging from poets to journalists and everything in between.
The thing about writing is that it’s the only profession in which you can get away with not doing the job yet still call yourself a “writer.” It has become almost cliché for a writer to not write or to be perpetually “working on a novel.”
The Gluck rule about that is this: you’re not a writer until you’ve got words you’re proud of on the page. You don’t have to win a Pulitzer, or even be published, but you have to have written something.
Some problems are embarrassing; other problems are not. A fear of flying might be more embarrassing than a smoking habit, just like a drug addiction might be more shameful than the occasional heavy drinker. Of course, no problem should be embarrassing, but many sufferers still feel shame regardless.
Let’s face it: it’s a biological truth that men have a tremendous pressure to be manly. Across all cultures, including ours, the man must be virile, strong, confident and, yes, (in the hetero-identified example) able to please a woman sexually.
The most petrifying aspect of anxiety is the 
An interesting question I’ve received recently is, “Can hypnosis cure allergies?” The answer to that might seem fairly obvious — a categorical no — but there’s more to the answer than just that.