I’m different than some therapists out there. My story, like yours, is full of twists and turns. What makes therapy with me different?
I didn’t set out to be a therapist, you know. My original path was actually in the arts.
When I was a child, I had no idea how to get people to like me. I was pretty poor. My clothes were never fashionable. I didn’t know the names of TV shows other kids watched because I didn’t have cable or internet. I didn’t know the music because I was stuck listening to whatever my parents were listening to. I really struggled with understanding other people and finding out what makes a person liked, so I tried to be someone, anyone, because I had no idea who I was.
I tried being funny, being cute, being angry, being smart…none of that mattered. I felt more alone than ever.
So I then went into the things I was good at. I needed to find out why what I was didn’t seem to be enough. This eventually led me to the theatre. I studied Meisner training and became an actor. While I wasn’t actually good at being myself, I was great at imitating others. I was also a talented musician. However, something was still missing. As much as I loved reading and living in emotions and stories, there was a part of me that always knew none of it was REAL. I stopped acting, even though I was good, because it didn’t complete me.
I drifted for a long time. I met wonderful people and did wonderful things. I owned my own business, lived in a big house, so much different from the underprivileged youth I had. I went on fancy vacations, ate too much, lived a life of excess, and just drifted further and further away.
It seemed like overnight that my business collapsed. I had to let go of my employees, file bankruptcy, none of it made sense. Worse, I had never finished college and had no hiring potential. I went to work in a warehouse driving a fork truck. I was miserable and overwhelmed. I decided to go back to school. My original intent was to go back to school, finish my degree, and get a teaching license to coach softball in high school.
Then I went to my first Psychology class. And I found what I was missing. The thing that had been missing all along. I wanted to be with people. I want real stories, not fake ones. I don’t want to act like I’m here for you, I want to be here for you. And I found that the more real I am, the more real everyone else around me is. We grow together and heal each other.
It’s the human in me that is going to help the human in you.
I became a therapist because I am passionate about helping people, all people, find the thing that makes them thrive.
This time in life can be difficult and overwhelming. There’s always these questions like:
● How did I get here?
● Who am I anymore?
● How can I just be happy/contented/peaceful?
● Why isn’t this working, I’ve tried everything!
I always say, “All roads lead to where you’re going.” If you’ll let me, I’ll walk with you as we figure some of these roads out. You don’t have to walk this alone. Together, let’s figure out what works for the person you are now on your way to becoming a happier person. A more contented person.
And always remember what it took me my whole life until now to figure out.