06/15/2025
As a kid, I was often told, “You’re so quiet,” or “You’re shy.” I held onto those labels for years, and they fed the anxiety I felt in social situations, though at the time, I didn’t even have the language to call it anxiety.
As I got older, that anxiety showed up in different ways: stomachaches, headaches, self-doubt. I internalized beliefs that I just wasn’t enough... not smart enough, not loud enough, not funny enough.
It wasn’t until my early college years, when I started seeing a therapist, that something shifted. I had a realization: people had given me these labels, but I didn’t have to keep them. That experience cracked something open in me. I started to wonder, over and over, why are people the way they are? I became fascinated by how our upbringing, our experiences, our relationships, ALL OF IT, shape who we become.
After college, I found myself at a crossroads, asking the big question: What do I want to do with my life? And the answer became clear. I wanted to help people the way my therapist helped me. (And yes, I’m still in therapy, and I hope I always will be.)
Then, a few years later, life cracked open again. I became a single mom after my marriage ended, and my son was only one at the time. In that season of loss and massive change, those old beliefs came roaring back... I wasn’t enough as a partner, as a mom, as a person. The same voices I thought I had outgrown crept back in, louder than ever. And to be honest, I didn’t have it all figured out. I still don’t. But I kept showing up, in the messy middle, in the uncertainty, in the healing. That experience didn’t just challenge me; it reshaped me. And it deepened the way I connect with others who are in their own unraveling. Because more than anything, I believe in the power of genuine connection... and building that with my clients is the heart of this work for me.
If we work together, I’m not just here to nod and smile. Yes, I’ll listen, deeply, and I’ll validate you when it’s needed. But I’ll also be honest with you. I’ll challenge the stories you tell yourself, the ones that keep you stuck. We all lie to ourselves sometimes. We all say “I’m fine” when we’re anything but.
Maybe your life doesn’t feel like it fits anymore.
Maybe your relationship is hanging by a thread.
Maybe you’re running on fumes as a parent.
Maybe that voice in your head keeps whispering, I’m not enough.
Whatever brings you here, I’m ready to meet you in that space... to hold your hand through the hard stuff, and walk with you to the other side.
Let’s start your story