Claire (not her real name), was a young vibrant woman in her mid thirties : Kathy, I just don’t know why I’m here. I feel anxious all the time. I’m not sleeping well.  I’m exhausted. All my energy goes toward work and the baby. There is nothing left for my husband. When we are intimate, I have never been satisfied. A tear rolled down her cheek as she wrestled with her work blouse to unsnap her nursing bra. She positioned her crying baby to her breast, settled into my couch, and sighed. As Claire nestled in with her baby, she revealed her demanding job schedule, the anxiety of being pulled…