A Safe(r) Space to Heal

I’ve been taking up space since I came out feet first in May of 1995, and I won’t apologize for it. I was born to do just that, as were you, and everyday since I’ve been fighting to hold that space.  

As a Black woman who lives at the intersection of multiple minorities, there have been times when I’ve found it difficult to show up for myself. Whether it be due to feeling unsafe, unseen or just like I don’t belong, I’ve had to face the reality of what it means to exist in spaces that weren’t created for me. 

The journey of self-discovery is one that never truly ends. We grow through life, we have experiences (both positive and negative), and these experiences affect the way we show up in the world. They make us who we are. But what happens when we go our whole lives, striving to satisfy others? What happens when we start to forget who we truly are, because we’ve become so obsessed with being who others want/need us to be? How do we find ourselves in a world that we often feel lost in? 

The answer isn’t simple, & the self work isn’t easy, but in my experience nothing worth having ever really is. 

There are many steps we’ll take on this journey towards healing & seeking therapy is both a difficult yet essential step. I do my best to create a therapeutic relationship where you feel seen and heard. This will be a space where we can sit and process all the things you’ve feared to say out loud. I won’t judge you, I won’t criticize you, but I will listen. Because while our experiences may be different, I too have felt pain, and I know a bit about what it takes to make it through.