Carl’s Publications
The Mis-Execution of a Black Son by Carl Patterson
You may or may not know that Carl Patterson, LPC, is a published author. In his debut book, Carl offers a powerful collection of poems that deconstruct the world we live in. He takes a deep, intimate dive into the extraordinary journey and challenges of Black men, presenting their stories in a way that allows every reader—regardless of background or skin color — to see themselves with compassion and understanding. Carl’s unique, vulnerable approach to storytelling through poetry will inspire you not only to be kinder and more compassionate toward others but also to extend that same grace to yourself. Get your copy today!
Why are we unhappy? – Part 3
If unhappiness is the storm, then healing is not only to endure the weather but to root deeper, to grow even as the rain falls. For years, clients have asked me some version of the same question: How do I live when the world feels unlivable? A young teacher asked it with damp lesson plans crumpled in her hands. A father masked it with a half-smile at the dinner table, his fork tapping the plate long after the meal was finished. A grandmother voiced it as though releasing a burden she had carried across decades of loss. Though the tones differed, the longing was shared.
Why are we unhappy? Part 2
If Part I names the external pressures, Part II turns inward. Even when the economy steadies, even when the headlines calm, many of us still feel hollow. We succeed at work and still feel unworthy. We sit across from friends and still feel unseen. We wake up next to someone we love and still wonder if they really know us.
Happiness falters here: in the silence between unanswered texts, in marriages where two people share a bed but not their hearts, in bodies that carry weariness with every step.
If I Could Invite Three People to Dinner
Grief doesn’t leave. It changes outfits. One day, it’s the lump in your throat when a certain song plays. Another, it’s a quiet smile that sneaks in when someone uses their phrase. Or the way your body pauses before joy, because joy feels like betrayal when someone you love is no longer here. But grief is not a problem to be solved. It’s a presence to be befriended. A wound we live with. A scar that can still feel the weather.
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