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 two books: Working With the Developmental Trauma of Childhood Neglect: Using Psychotherapy and Attachment Theory Techniques in Clinical Practice and 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 Blogs
Life, Love and Healing: The Wonders of Oxytocin
When I was young and first learning about sexuality, an older, mentor-like friend, taught me “Don’t have sex with someone you don’t like, because you will secrete oxytocin, which then bonds you to that person. So even if you don’t like them, you will find yourself kind of stuck like
Too Much of Nothing: Spotlight on Neglect
“Now, too much of nothing can make a man feel ill at ease One man’s temper might rise while another man’s temper might freeze In the day of confession, we cannot mock a soul Oh, when there’s too much of nothing no one has control… Too much of nothing can
Waking Up to ACES – Neglect Edges into Awareness
The PTSD diagnosis only appeared in the DSM in 1980. To me that seems like an “augenblick” as my German mother used to say, the blink of an eye. I realize that many of my readers may not have been even a glimmer in anyone’s eye in 1980. By now