Becoming

Before I became a therapist, I meandered through different passions: political activism, cultural anthropology, public health research, and studying herbal medicine as part of my own healing work.

I actually never really believed in therapy. I thought (and still mostly do) that the majority of mental health problems arise from living in this world - rife with inequality, isolation, community trauma, and chronic stress.

When I look back on my path now, I laugh at the recognition that despite my cynicism about therapy - I kind of always was a therapist. I was that friend, family member, and colleague that people came to for support. Connecting with others on an emotional level, and wading into the difficult parts of life has always been what makes me feel alive and present.

I began to find my professional home when I started volunteering as a community grief support facilitator at an organization serving children and families. This work fed my soul, and I wanted to learn more. So I returned to school to study social work - a clear choice for me as it centers the socio-political environments of one’s life as integral to all psychological expression.