My journey to become a mental health counselor was not a path that was easily identified and traveled; instead, it was a path with a lot of twist and turns. For what seemed like the longest time, I knew I wanted to step out of generational patterns and obtain a degree. Self-doubt got in the way of this for a long time, and I was stuck with not knowing what I wanted to get a degree in or even if I would be able to succeed as a first generation college student, yet I knew I had to pick a path of either stay in my comfort zone and the limits that naturally imposed or leap into the unknown. Ultimately, I took the dive into the latter full of uncertainty as to what would unfold along the way. Through the messy process of navigating new horizons in my early and mid 20’s I was able to make connections from my lived experiences and past jobs that eventually steered me make a leap into a counseling program still unsure if this was the right decision or “fit” for me. Reflecting back on this stage of life, and the amount of intense self-doubt and lack of confidence I experienced, I realize how beneficial therapeutic support would have been during that time. Simultaneously, I am grateful for this experience as it has shaped my interest and specialties as a clinician and better equipped me to support those with similar life challenges due to my unique lived experiences. To learn more about my approach in counseling see the “counseling” tab.

Beyond the therapy space, I cherish time spent with my family and creating memories in this new and sometimes messy phase of life as a mother. I appreciate the opportunity to connect with nature and get my hands dirty in my gardening efforts. I also enjoy camping, exploring WNC, or just soaking up the warmth of the sun in my back yard. One of my hobbies includes refinishing old pieces of furniture and bringing new life into them. I also like to believe I am crafty which leads me to start many projects that are in various stages of successful and unsuccessful completion.