As a bisexual man, and a person of color, I can relate to many different adversities faced by members of the LGBTQIA community. I have experienced discrimination, verbal and psychological abuse as a result of my sexual identity. I can help support those suffering with issues stemming from LGBTQIA challenges. I understand loss of relationships, friendships, difficulty coming out, and disassociation with family members as well.

I spent my younger life wondering why it felt I was missing a key piece of myself and unable to fit in with people around me. Turned out, in my case, this was partly due to a void in my life of not having a father. For some people that doesn't seem to matter, but for me, it was a key piece of how I interacted with others. As I began to discover myself through therapy, I learned I could easily feel perspectives of other people's circumstances. You know the phrase "Put yourself in my shoes?" Well, I feel that I literally can. In fact, my friends were often discussing their problems with me. They said I listened well and asked questions that helped them see their situation from new angles. My own life experiences are varied enough now to offer a wide span of perspectives. From growing up without a father to marrying someone who didn't speak English to restarting my career several times, I'm a well-rounded, emotionally intelligent, active listening, empathetic soul. Communication is key.

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.

Over a span of 30 years, I encountered cultural differences with 3 different partners. Each partnership faced both internal and external cultural bias, stigmas, and discrimination based on societal stereotypes. I went through cognitive therapy with my husband to learn how to communicate effectively with someone who not only learned English as a second language, but who was holding long-engrained beliefs about our respective countries and societies. We also worked on how to present a united front to outside disruptors, often family and friends bringing in their own bias that stirred the pot of misunderstandings and underlying the need to learn straight-forward communication. Even if your partner is unsure how to, or unwilling to, communicate their own feelings, you can still enhance your own communication style in an open, compassionate manner that exudes respect and honesty to yourself and to them.

Losing a job is profoundly disorienting. My job was more than a source of income and daily routine; it was my life, it defined me, was how I introduced myself. It was my social network, my family. I felt lost, confused and somehow like a really bad person. I discovered I had been in burnout mode and didn't know it. It felt catastrophic. I was in a fog....and the good news is you can wake up from that fog and take action. Like you are doing now: seeking help! There are strategies for coping with and overcoming these challenges. Reestablish routine, identify and organize your priorities. Taking time for self-assessment and self care gives you strength to manage yourself, making you a more attractive interviewee or entrepreneur. There's work to do to recreate yourself. That's what happened to me. I entered a career I'd never dreamed of, in an environment that draws on my intuition. Self-respect and confidence came quickly. This can happen to you. Let's explore it together

For me, living alone and a couple hours from close friends means the holidays can feel like a funny mix of peaceful project time and unexpected loneliness. I’ve opted out of complicated family dynamics because I’m no longer a people pleaser, which leaves me with a whole new kind of solo space. If you’re hitting your limit after the hundredth round of holiday music, or feeling out of sync with a family group chat that moves 30 messages a minute, and you’d rather talk to an actual human instead, I’m here. Whether it’s Thanksgiving, Christmas, New Year’s Eve or Day, Valentine’s Day, or any moment when it seems like everyone you know is wrapped up in family plans while you’re navigating your own quiet corner of the season, it can feel liberating or it can feel like being the odd duck out in the cold. Don’t spend even a moment blaming yourself for being single or simply on your own during the holidays. Book a session with me, and let’s talk it through together.

I was born with Muscular dystrophy i disease that causes progressive muscle weakness and loss of function over time. I walked on my toes as a child , i i used a walking cane as a teenager, and lost my mobility at 22 so i am wheelchair bound. My disability ability had me physically weak and it put a toll on my mental health because I felt i lost myself due to my disability. I've also dealt with bullying because of it as well. Throughout my life I learned to maintain it and still stay positive. I then turned that powerlessness and pitty for myself into strength, empowerment and success.

In the digital world , bonds form quickly over the Internet. No matter the circumstances surrounding the connection, feelings are still feelings. Our feelings get hurt for any number of reasons, but when the connection begins to feel too strong or feels a little unusual, the connection can become overwhelming. Have you ever been catfished? Have you been scammed by someone impersonating someone else or been suddenly let down by expectations you didn't even realize you had? I was misled in a romantic scam, formed unrealistic bonds with people I never intended to meet in person, and felt intensely connected to the idea of someone who was just a fantasy. I've helped friends pull back from the edge of diving too deeply in an unhealthy digital relationship and helped them reassess and redirect that abundant energy flooding in. I learned to check my own developing emotions and spot red flags. Para social relationships are a consequence of the digital world. Let's talk about it together.

Being a mother in recovery is one of the hardest battles I've faced. I've had my children taken, felt the despair that relapse can bring, and fought hard to get them back. I know how it feels when the system meant to protect kids ends up pushing families apart. But I also know how to stay strong, rebuild trust, and reclaim your role as a mother. Through my own journey I discovered ways to survive, heal, and protect your family while staying in recovery. I'm here to help other mothers find that same strength and Hope.

I used to think burnout meant being tired. Like maybe I just needed a nap, a weekend off, or a better planner. But burnout isn’t just exhaustion, it’s a kind of soul-weariness. It’s waking up and feeling like your tank is on Empty, even after a full night’s sleep. It’s dreading your to-do list, feeling numb to things you used to care about, and quietly wondering if something is wrong with you because you just can’t anymore. For me, burnout came after years of trying to be the reliable one. The hard worker. The person who didn’t complain, who pushed through. I ignored the signs: the brain fog, the irritability, the constant fatigue, the Sunday dread. I thought rest was something you earned, not something you deserved just for being human. Eventually, my body and my spirit forced me to slow down. And in that stillness, I realized how much I had been running on fear—fear of being replaceable, of not doing enough, of letting people down. Burnout made me rethink everything: how I work, who I do it for, and what I need to feel okay. If you’re feeling depleted, disconnected, or just done—you’re not weak. You’re not failing. You’re probably burnt out. And you deserve space to talk about it.

I grew up without the kind of childhood most people recognize. Because my parent was running from the law, we constantly moved — new towns, new situations, even new countries. There was no stability, no routine, and no school. I learned early to adapt fast, stay quiet, and figure things out on my own. Not having a steady education wasn’t the hardest part — it was the sense of never belonging anywhere, never feeling safe, and never knowing what would happen next. I had to teach myself what others learned in classrooms, and I had to build emotional stability from scratch. Those years gave me a deep understanding of resilience, survival mode, and what it means to rebuild a life that never had a solid foundation to begin with.

Surviving homelessness and living off-grid taught me lessons most people never face. I've known hunger, isolation, discrimination or even the feeling of being invisible or not human when those who are strangers to struggle look down on you. I'm no stranger to the freedom of living life on the edge. Even now, with a stable home, electricity, and water, I sometimes miss the simplicity and raw independence of those days. Reintegration into "normal" society isn't easy - it takes resilience, patients, and self trust. Through my journey, I've learned how to navigate both worlds: honoring the survival skills I've gained while building a life of stability and purpose. I'm here to help others do the same - transforming survival into strength and struggle into empowerment.

Dealing with incarcerated family can be a real challenge, that's for sure. You're balancing their needs with your own, and it's a constant emotional juggle. Staying connected and offering support takes a tremendous amount of strength and patience. It's a tough situation, and it's admirable that you're trying to help them through it. Remember to also take care of yourself during this whole ordeal. My brother has been in prison for 15 years, my younger brother for 4 years and they depend on me to connect them to the outside world for a mental relief.

I have survived the unimaginable throughout my entire life, from growing up in a narcissistic family system, having an abusive relationship of 7 years, abusive parents, 4 deaths in my family, my uncle committing suicide, losing everything, and rebuilding my life. I often felt like I was cursed. I had to learn how to rebuild my identity and life from scratch. I had to reconnect with who I truly am. I experienced grief, trauma, and loss that felt unimaginable and unsurvivable, but little by little, I slowly pulled myself out of that darkness. I found a renewed sense of hope, and I found my self-worth again. I will create a safe and compassionate space for you to process your own grief/trauma/loss. You're not alone. I will guide you on your own journey, and I will be the lighthouse for you. There is life and joy after unimaginable grief/trauma/loss, and I will help you find it again. You matter. I hope to meet you soon! "What is to give light must endure burning" - Viktor Frankl.

Grief has a way of changing you in ways you never expect. When I lost the people and things that meant the most to me, I felt like the world went quiet. The kind of quiet that echoes. I try to fill it with anything - anger, distractions, even denial - but nothing told the ache. Eventually, I realized brief isn't something you "get over." It's something you learn to live with, and if you let it, it can become your greatest teacher. Through my own pain, I found compassion, understanding, and the deeper sense of purpose. The same light I thought I lost was waiting for me to open my heart again. Grief doesn't mean you're broken - it means you love deeply. I'm learning to live again is how we honor that love!

There was a time I looked around and thought, Is it just me? Everyone else seemed to be climbing the ladder, finding their calling, or at least pretending they had a 5-year plan. Meanwhile, I was drowning in a sea of doubt. I had checked off so many boxes. Got the degree, the job, the accolades, but still felt empty. The path I was on didn’t feel like mine. It felt like it was expected from me. Leaving my career in biopharmaceuticals wasn’t a snap decision. It was a slow unraveling. I stayed longer than I should’ve out of fear of failing, of disappointing people, of starting from zero. But eventually, I chose honesty over stability. I admitted to myself that I wanted a life with more meaning, not just more titles. I didn’t have it all figured out, and honestly, I still don’t. But I’ve learned how to sit with uncertainty without letting it paralyze me. I’ve started over. I’ve built new skills. I’ve redefined success on my own terms. And now, I help others do the same. If you feel like you’re stuck in a life that doesn’t reflect who you are anymore or if you're craving change but don't know where to begin you’re not alone. I’ve been there. Let’s talk about what’s holding you back, and what’s possible on the other side.

Life has thrown me more than my fair share of obstacles! Illness from childhood. Broken home. GenX childhood- so I basically raised myself AND my younger brother. Teen pregnancy... so married at 17. Abusive home, eventually into a single parent home. Latchkey kid. Yet.... I am still married, yes, to the same man, over 35 years later. We raised 3 kids into adulthood to be independent, and all college educated. I owned my own business and then ran a multi-level beauty company that I grew over 10 fold in 10 years, eventually having to leave due to my declining health, but I was very successful at what I did. I found successes and happiness in spite of a lot life has thrown at me. Resilience, creativity, resourcefulness, and the ability to get up and dust myself off to keep going even when I feel awful... all things I value, but I also value kindness, honesty, caring and friendship even more.