About
I didn’t come to this work through theory or training alone.
I came here through lived experience, loss, rebuilding, and the slow, honest work of learning how to trust myself again.
For a long time, I believed survival meant staying quiet, staying agreeable, staying small enough not to cause more damage. I learned how to hold everything together. I learned how to keep going. What I didn’t learn, at first, was how to come back to myself after everything fell apart.
That came later.
What I do now lives at the intersection of grief, healing, boundaries, and self-trust. I work with women who have survived difficult relationships, profound loss, or long seasons of self-abandonment and are ready to stop just surviving their lives and start inhabiting them.
Not in a rush.
Not through bypassing.
Not by pretending it didn’t hurt.
I believe grief doesn’t disappear. It integrates. I believe boundaries are not walls but acts of self-respect. I believe clarity comes from listening to your body as much as your mind. And I believe rebuilding isn’t about becoming someone new, it’s about reclaiming who you were before you learned to disappear.
My work shows up through writing, speaking, and conversation. Sometimes it’s quiet and reflective. Sometimes it’s direct and unapologetic. Always, it’s rooted in honesty and respect for the complexity of being human.
If you’re here, there’s a good chance you’re standing at the edge of something. An ending. A beginning. A reckoning. You already carry what you need to move forward, even if it doesn’t feel fully accessible yet.
This is where I meet people.
Right here, as they are.
About
I didn’t come to this work through theory or training alone.
I came here through lived experience, loss, rebuilding, and the slow, honest work of learning how to trust myself again.
For a long time, I believed survival meant staying quiet, staying agreeable, staying small enough not to cause more damage. I learned how to hold everything together. I learned how to keep going. What I didn’t learn, at first, was how to come back to myself after everything fell apart.
That came later.
What I do now lives at the intersection of grief, healing, boundaries, and self-trust. I work with women who have survived difficult relationships, profound loss, or long seasons of self-abandonment and are ready to stop just surviving their lives and start inhabiting them.
Not in a rush.
Not through bypassing.
Not by pretending it didn’t hurt.
I believe grief doesn’t disappear. It integrates. I believe boundaries are not walls but acts of self-respect. I believe clarity comes from listening to your body as much as your mind. And I believe rebuilding isn’t about becoming someone new, it’s about reclaiming who you were before you learned to disappear.
My work shows up through writing, speaking, and conversation. Sometimes it’s quiet and reflective. Sometimes it’s direct and unapologetic. Always, it’s rooted in honesty and respect for the complexity of being human.
If you’re here, there’s a good chance you’re standing at the edge of something. An ending. A beginning. A reckoning. You already carry what you need to move forward, even if it doesn’t feel fully accessible yet.
This is where I meet people.
Right here, as they are.
