Psychology chose me before I chose it. In ninth grade I was the youngest student admitted to our school's psychology research society, and the subject never let go of me after that, whatever else I was doing.
I was born in Russia in 1983. My parents divorced when I was eighteen, and it left a mark — as did the years of disappointment and searching that followed. So I decided to become my own case study: I worked through my own limits and grew into the specialist I wanted to be.
In 2012, soon after meeting my husband, life between countries began — Yerevan, Sarajevo, Šibenik, Amman, California, and now Tbilisi. Every country meant starting over: new contacts, new language, a new version of myself. We have two children, and three languages are spoken at home.
