The holidays can bring up a lot: loneliness, pressure to “be okay,” complicated family dynamics, old triggers, or the heaviness of trying to hold everything together. If you’re feeling overwhelmed, disconnected, or just need someone steady to talk with, I'm here for whatever you need. It's your time. I offer grounded, nonjudgmental support from real lived experience. Whether you’re dealing with sadness, stress, shame, conflict, or the quiet ache of feeling unseen this time of year, you don’t have to sit with it alone. Our conversations can help you slow down, regulate, understand what’s coming up, and feel more in control of your emotional world. My approach is calm, thoughtful, and present. You set the pace. If you’re dealing with stress, conflict, emotional shutdown, I’ll help you slow down and center. If you need someone solid to talk with this holiday season, I’m here.

My story isn’t perfect — it’s real. I’ve stumbled through loss, career changes, heartbreak, anxiety, and depression, but I’ve also found strength in my faith and the community that held me up. I wear my scars and my colors proudly as a member of the rainbow gang 🏳️‍🌈. Now, I’m here to help others find their footing and rediscover their light. If you need a mentor who’s walked the hard roads and still believes in hope, let’s connect.

I had worked with the same company for 25 years. The Owner decided to retire and close the company. Suddenly, I realized my future where I thought I would continue working until retiring was closing the doors. I had been with this company since I was in my 20s. What am I going to do? How can I restart? I have no idea. Anxiety and stress consumed me. All day I only thought about the "what's next" and "starting over". It had been years since I went to school or learned anything knew. The world was more advanced than I was and how could I catch up? I was not sleeping. I was having physical symptoms from the stress. I had been the breadwinner of my family, how can I let them down? The guilt of not continuing to promote myself through the years and the fact that I had put all my eggs in one basket was heavy. It was a heavy burden to carry around and carrying it alone wanted to make me give up. How can I reinvent myself? What if no company wants me? Financially, I was watching the money in the accounts get smaller and smaller. I didn't just want a paycheck, but a career. Ever step forward, felt like a step back. I had a good career, high up in the company and now to start over is scary, isolating, insignificant, ashamed.

Self harm was my way of feeling something real when the emotional pain became unbearable. The physical act became a language for the chaos inside, a release of pressure from The unseen weight of trauma, addiction, and depression. I lived in fear - hiding scars, adjusting clothing and managing judgment from those I loved. Pain cause more pain; the cycle felt analyst. Yet, through recovery, I learned that self-harm does not define my worth. It taught me empathy, resilience, and the importance of being seen and heard. Now I got others through the darkness helping them understand their triggers, look for glimmers, find healthier outlets, and reclaim their life with hope, compassion, and self-love.

I had my son at age 23, divorced my son's narcissistic father at 26, and successfully raised an entire good man to independent adulthood as a single mom with no family support network. If you struggle with parenting in general or single parenting specifically, allow me to support you on your journey.

I struggled with my mental health for most of my life. I have severe clinical major depression, C-PTSD, and generalized anxiety with panic disorder. I have survived two serious suicide attempts- one which stopped my heart for five minutes, and the second which landed me in a coma. It took years of trying different medications and treatments to find a combination that worked for me and brought me into remission. If I can get better, so can you!!

For a long time, I felt like I was living behind a version of myself that made others comfortable — hiding my feelings, softening my truth, and carrying the weight of family conflict and isolation. Coming into my identity and learning to embrace vulnerability wasn’t an instant transformation; it was a slow, sometimes painful process of realizing that authenticity is what actually creates belonging. Now, I offer space for others who are navigating similar crossroads — people figuring out who they are in the world, healing from rejection, or simply longing for real connection. Together, we talk openly about identity, boundaries, family, and friendship. My hope is that you leave our conversations feeling a little more seen, a little more yourself, and reminded that it’s okay to take up space exactly as you are.

I was working on first a Masters, and then a Doctorate in mathematics when my first two daughters were born. Then when I got my first full time job, I gave birth to my son shortly afterwards. I only took a week to recover from labor with each of my daughters so that I didn’t get behind on my grad school classes. I also wasn’t willing to sacrifice my ability to breastfeed my little ones, so I either met up with my husband in between classes to feed my babies, or I learned to pump while at work. I understand the exhaustion that comes with having newborns and still working hard every day. Because of sleepless nights getting up to take care of a crying child, I fell asleep in class a few times, but I learned to lean on other people to help support me through this difficult time. I also learned a lot of tricks for working with a baby in my arms or in a seat nearby. My kids are all older now, my youngest is 5 years old, but I have a thriving career.

After many years of hardship and struggle I could barely recognize myself and so much had changed. I had to grieve the person I was and come to acceptance with the unique beauty in the new version of myself. After emerging from the swamp of depression of anxiety, I discovered that I was not entirely gone and that my core values I still held even if they looked different. Reconnecting with those, while also embracing & adapting to change and being radically accepting of the person I now was, allowed me to rebuild trust in myself and move forward with my life. I believe that you can do this too and want to help be by your side.

I’m a 37-year-old lesbian with a whole passport stamped by life’s hardest lessons. I done walked through so much fire I should glow in the dark, but somehow I still find my smile — even if it be strolling in late like it own the place. Since I was 12, I been losing folks yearly, including my dad most recently. I’ve climbed outta two divorces and I’m pushing through a third, with two of those being straight-up narcissistic rollercoasters. I’m an Army vet, the baby of five, and still evolving — growing, stretching, healing. God still working on me, and I’m working right beside Him. I’ve lost everything — even my dog — and built myself back from scratch. I’m a depression and anxiety survivor, and I lived through moments when I ain’t wanna stay on this earth. But I’m still here. Still fighting. Still choosing me. If you need somebody who knows pain but can still crack a joke in the middle of the storm, I’m that one.

I've always believed that being a parent is one of the hardest things to do. No one has a guide or manual for parenting; every child is different, and you no longer think only about yourself. Every decision you make will impact your children. That said, I realized that working all day and having only a few hours to spend with my kids wasn't the reason I became a parent. I wanted to build a bond and raise amazing human beings, but I couldn't do that with just the limited time we had after school and work, so I decided to resign from the medical field and homeschool my children. I'm able to build the bond with them that we desire to have, control their environment, what influences them, and give them the opportunity to succeed at their own pace. The things that I couldn’t do while working in the medical field. There are challenges, but everything has challenges. I believe the rewards are worth the challenges.

I have been out as bisexual since 1995. I have been heavily involved in the queer community ever since. If you are exploring your orientation, let me help you navigate the experience of coming out and living your truth!

I have been out as bisexual and navigating the waters of ethical non-monogamy for over 25 years, came out as specifically polyamorous and got involved in the community 15+ years ago, and was involved in regional poly community leadership for 5 years. I have tried just about every relationship configuration, made all the rookie mistakes and learned from them.

For a long time, I prioritized others before myself. I thought this was my love language, but I didn't realize I was actually neglecting myself and performing for others. With this mindset, I accepted abusive relationships and often engaged in people-pleasing, which drained me for years. After my father's unexpected passing, I started going to therapy and began to see life from a different perspective. It felt as though a part of me had died along with him, which opened my eyes to the fact that I needed healing. Now, I stand here with healthy boundaries, understanding that it's okay to choose myself first and then care for others. My relationship with God has grown closer, and I finally feel like I'm walking in my purpose. While I continue to help people, I do so in a healthier way with established boundaries. My children are my pride and joy, and I'm teaching them about healthy boundaries by being a living example.

I was faced with making a decision about an unexpected pregnancy twice in my life. Once at 17 and again at 25. The circumstances were different each time. At 17, my parents chose for me and at 25, I had to go through my own process to choose what was best for me. Both times, the choice was to terminate the pregnancy. It was the right decision for me each time. Both experiences had significant influence on my life and choices moving forward. I had to go through different grieving and healing processes for each termination. One thing I would have benefited from is someone to talk to who had been there.

The road to recover is a long and labor intensive one full of uncomfortable emotions and consequences from your old life as an addict. It seems so much easier, less emotionally raw, to just return to what numbed us and seemed to shield us from the horror of our lives and our own minds. There is no going back without destruction and immense less. Let me hold the light and encourage you every step of the way, just like i needed someone to do for me on my own journey to sobriety and life. Whether it's being a friendly ear to listen to your fears and uncertainties in the middle of the night, helping you find the right treatment options for you, or just offering hope through the telling of my own road to sobriety, I'm right here when you need me.

TRIGGER WARNING!!! My life has been rife with challenges. I was born into an abusive marriage and conceived in marital rape. I went on to be abused and neglected by both my parents in different ways, including being raped by my father from ages 8-10. I was neglected and physically abused by my mother, who attempted to strangle me when I was 14. That's when I went onto the streets. I was homeless from right after my 15th birthday until I was 17. In that period, I was groomed and taken in, then sexually trafficked, by people I trusted. I escaped at age 17 and went into group homes to help me get on my feet. I was emancipated and got my first place at 17. I went on to be involved in multiple abusive marriages. Now in my mid forties, I have benefited from perspective, solitude, and therapy tremendously. I have learned how to listen to my gut, avoid entanglement with toxic relationships, and find peace and healing and personal fulfillment. I have learned to assert my boundaries.