Inhabiting a place with no name

This month I published a piece I hadn’t dared to write for a long time. It isn’t about a patient or a case: it’s about me, my family and the place I occupy in it, a place that has no name.
I decided to write about it because, when I started on this path, I looked for someone who had been through the same thing and couldn’t find anyone. And because every week in my practice I see families living outside the script — blended, adoptive, single-mother, same-sex parent families, children raised by a tribe — who feel that same lack of role models.
“I’m not a biological mother, but I don’t feel like a stepmother either; I don’t identify with the figure of an adoptive mother. I take an active part in the parenting, in the care and in building this family. And when an experience has no name, it isn’t easy to find a place to share it either.”
Read the full piece on the page of my colleagues at Acompanyament Familiar.
On 22 September we talked about it live with Elisenda Pascual. You can watch the full video on our Instagram page.
If your family doesn’t fit into any box and you feel that nobody sees what you’re holding together, at Me Siento Contigo we support families outside the norm. You can read about how we work in family therapy or write to us with no obligation.



