A long time ago, home was a place of calm. It was a harbor from stress, a fountain of rejuvenation, a place of play after a day of work. When sheltering began three months ago, my home became a mish mash of multiple life domains. It is now a space shared with clients; an office where I write notes and treatment plans; a venue for Zoom staff meetings and intern supervisions. COVID-19 has destroyed the notion of work/life balance, and judging from the multitude of tales I’ve been told, we all seem to be experiencing the same blurring of boundaries. At first, there was novelty in resting on my couch…
