There’s a version of burnout no one talks about. It doesn’t look like panic attacks or sobbing in the bathroom. It looks like emails answered on time. A packed schedule....
The second time my son relapsed, I didn’t scream. I didn’t cry. I just sat in the driveway with my hands on the steering wheel, staring straight ahead. Not because...
There’s a quiet kind of knowing that creeps in before you ever say the words out loud: “I think I need help.” Maybe it’s the panic that hits at random....
I didn’t plan to relapse. No one does. It wasn’t dramatic or loud—it was quiet. Sneaky. Just one bad moment I convinced myself was harmless. But that moment unraveled three...
You got through the hardest part. You stayed clean. You did the work. Now you’re a year—or maybe five—into recovery, and from the outside, it looks like life is good....
There was the version of me that showed up. And there was the version that almost didn’t make it. From the outside, I was fine—functioning, responsible, quick to make people...
There was a time I didn’t know how to exist without switching masks. By day, I was the version of myself everyone seemed to like—charming, talkative, quick-witted. I threw myself...
Eye Movement Desensitization and Reprocessing (EMDR) is one of the most quietly powerful tools in trauma-informed mental health therapy. It’s structured, research-backed, and surprisingly gentle—but the breakthroughs you experience in...
I’ve had clients cry during intake. I’ve had clients go silent for full sessions. But the ones I remember most? The ones who show up and immediately tell me therapy...
You’ve made it this far on grit, denial, and late-night self pep talks. You get up, get through the day, keep the mask on. Nobody suspects anything. Maybe not even...
