I’ve worked with people in some of the most emotionally raw and complex seasons of their lives—from adolescents grappling with chronic suicidality in residential care to adults navigating intense distress in inpatient and outpatient settings. These experiences shaped me not just as a clinician, but as a person. They taught me how to stay present in moments of crisis, how to listen when words aren’t enough, and how to hold space for pain that doesn’t always have a name.

Those years deepened my belief in something I hold onto today—that even in our most overwhelmed, stuck, or hurting moments, we carry an extraordinary capacity to heal.

Now, my heart is especially with those who feel lost in their own story—disconnected from their bodies, their sense of direction, or their inner voice. You might not know exactly what healing looks like yet, but something in you knows it’s time. That’s where we begin.