The silence of the building on Saturdays always felt like a balm to Dr. Amelia Varga’s soul. As a PhD psychotherapist, the week could be an odd symphony of anxieties, a cacophony of busyness just outside her door echoing in her office, especially the white noise machines in front of every therapy room to protect privacy.
But Saturdays were different. The empty hallways, the still elevator, the hushed air – it all contributed to a sense of soothing calm, a sanctuary not just for her clients, but for her as well. Solitude. Usually nobody else word weekends. She smartly gave herself Mondays off. Tuesdays and Thursdays she worked from home. Not a bad work schedule after more than a decade of her own therapy, going back to school, and endless paperwork in her years working for the underfunded community mental health clinics. Some there would envy her position now. She’s an independent contractor and her own boss. She’s come a long way, and she’s rightly pr…
