There’s a kind of burnout only psychiatrists truly know. The kind that comes from holding space for suffering—while being stuck in systems that don’t hold space for you. Maybe you’re in academia or corporate medicine, staring down mandatory “resilience training...
Practicing Medicine in Portugal
Six Years in Portugal: When Does Living Abroad Feel Like Home?
When we lived in Boston, summer felt like eight weekends. Every one filled up fast with weddings, family visits, vacations, and an urgent need to enjoy the outdoors before school started and the cold returned. Sometimes, it felt like we were cramming our whole life...
The 7 Steps to Getting Licensed to Practice Medicine in Portugal
When we moved to Portugal in August 2020, I knew I wouldn’t be able to practice medicine locally anytime soon. The only Portuguese word I knew when I arrived was obrigada (thank you). And the Duolingo lessons I’d been doing on the Boston T? Turns out they were...
A Real Day in the Life of a Telepsychiatrist Abroad
What does a real workday look like when you practice telemedicine from abroad? Not the Instagram version.Not the “I moved to Europe and all my issues magically evaporated” version.The kids-gotta-go-to-school, patients-need-care, and somehow-dinner-appears-on-a-plate...
We moved to Portugal 3 Years Ago. Here’s An Update.
I had fantasized for years about what it would be like to live in Europe, to walk past Roman aqueducts, to kayak down a river dotted by medieval castles, and to enjoy another language and culture. In August 2020, in the middle of the COVID-19 pandemic, my family and I...
The Becoming of Our Hippocratic Adventure
I glanced at the house one final time. The 4-bedroom, 2.5-bathroom colonial house, painted in Traditional Yellow by Benjamin Moore, boasted an attached garage and a small yard with barren trees and a lawn frosted over by the New England winter. The location was...
Next Stop – Coimbra, Portugal!
“Proxima Paragem – Coimbra”, a pleasant overhead female voice announced our arrival as our train slowed. We nervously gazed out the window, interrogating the architecture of the train station for clues about the city we were to call our home for the next...






