Hello, and welcome!
My name is Ruth Cohn. I am a psychotherapist living and practicing in the San Francisco Bay Area. I have been specializing in work with survivors of trauma and neglect, their intimate partners and families since 1988.
I am a Certified Sex Therapist, certified in Neurofeedback, EMDR, Sensorimotor Psychotherapy and Imago Relationship Therapy. I am also the author of Coming Home to Passion: Restoring Loving Sexuality in Couples With Histories of Childhood Trauma and Neglect; and numerous articles on sexuality, trauma and neglect.
On this site I share helpful information about trauma and neglect, and shed light on the impact that it can have on relationship, sexuality, and life in general, long after the experiences may have stopped. I hope this site will be a help to you!
What you will find on this site
- Information on how you can get help for the lasting impact that trauma and neglect can have on relationship, sexuality, and life in general
- Help for healing from sexual problems related to trauma and neglect
- Resources, articles and ideas of where to get help
- My weekly blog where I share current thinking
Featured Articles
Am I a “Sex Addict?” Reflections on Compulsive Sexual Behavior
Lately it is not uncommon for me to get an emotional phone call, where the breathless voice on the line says “I’m a sex addict! My partner threw me out! Can you help me?”
The anguish is palpable and my heart goes out to both the caller and the partner. Of course I want to help. This article is an attempt to elucidate my thoughts on the subject of “sex addiction."
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Amending Our Process: Crafting Apologies that Heal
When I was perhaps as young as four years old, my mother taught us a little apology ritual.
Whenever we had a tangle or disagreement with a sister, play mate or friend, we had to rhythmically shake hands, in time with the handshake saying in unison “One, Two, Three, I’m Sorry!”
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The Essential Female Tragedy – Changing the Ending: Therapy with Mothers and Daughters of the Incest Family
On a dark November afternoon, I received an unusual phone message from a woman in Southern California.
She had gotten my name from her daughter, and she wanted to come and see me.
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