The pandemic disrupted more than routines - it reshaped identities , relationships and the way many of us relate to our bodies, boundaries and beliefs . For me COVID-19 wasn't just a global event; it was a personal reckoning. Isolation bought clarity, loss revealed what was unsustainable . In my own life I had to re-evaluate what safety meant, how I showed up in relationships an what parts of me were worth preserving - not just performing, especially during a time of great changes.

I know what it feels like to be burnt out, to be tired in your body, numb in your spirit, and overwhelmed by responsibilities that never seem to end. For years I tried to push through, believing rest had to be earned. But what I learned is that burnout isn’t a malfunction or weakness, it’s a signal. It’s your body and mind begging for a new way of being. Through my own healing, I discovered how to step off the hamster wheel, slow down, and actually hear myself again. Now, I help others honor their limits, create rhythms of rest, and rebuild their energy without guilt. Together we’ll find sustainable ways to feel human again.

Growing up around addiction, poverty, and instability, I learned early on to cope by escaping my emotions however I could. As a teen and young adult, I turned to drugs and alcohol to numb myself, never thinking about the consequences. Even after surviving a house raid, an arrest, and a stay in a mental hospital, it took me years to confront the hold substances had on my life. Meanwhile, I found myself trapped in abusive relationships that mirrored the dysfunction I had grown up with. Through therapy, support groups, and a lot of inner child work, I slowly started to build a life based on self-respect rather than survival. I am now over two years sober from alcohol and several years free from drug use, continuing my healing journey with a focus on compassion and patience. I know how overwhelming it can be to untangle addiction from relationship trauma, and I want to be a steady, understanding presence for anyone facing that path today.

Life has taken me through many chapters: raising three young men (two of whom are neurodivergent), navigating a 20-year career as a special education teacher, surviving toxic, narcissistic relationships, and rebuilding after divorce. Along the way, I learned the importance of setting boundaries, choosing self-love, and letting go of habits that no longer served me—including a complicated relationship with alcohol. The journey hasn’t been easy, but it’s made me passionate about helping others find their voice, their peace, and their power again. Today, I live a nomadic life focused on healing, authenticity, and supporting others through their toughest seasons. I'm here to meet you exactly where you are—and to remind you that your healing is possible.

I can be there for you if you’re going through a spiritual awakening, questioning your beliefs, or feeling lost between old ways and new truths. I have all psychic abilities and talk to spirit across the veil. You're not crazy, you're sensitive. I'm here for you.

Talk with me about the ups and downs of living with bipolar: especially the crashes that can feel heavy, frustrating, and out of your control. I’ve been there myself. Over time, I’ve learned to see those crashes not as personal failures, but as my body’s wisdom calling me to rest and restore. In this session, you’ll have a safe space to process what you’re experiencing, release self-judgment, and begin to reframe your relationship with your cycles. Together, we’ll explore gentle ways to honor your body, stabilize your emotions, and move forward with compassion for yourself.

I am no stranger to stress! My background in health psychology and experience with the therapeutic process can help you achieve your goals of managing and coping with stress, in addition to regulating emotions. The mission isn't to rid our lives of stress - which is impossible - but to develop a healthy relationship with life's challenges and ourselves, and feel comfortable facing unpleasant emotions.

I used to say "yes" when I really wanted to say "no " just to keep the peace. But all it did was leave me exhausted and resentful. I realized later on that people weren’t trying to hurt me, they just didn’t know where my limits were, because I didn’t speak up. That’s when I learned that boundaries aren’t about pushing people away, they’re about protecting yourself. When you set clear boundaries, without guilt or apology, you show others how to treat you with the same respect you give yourself. Soo...let’s talk about how to do that in a way that actually works. Everyone has their own boundaries, its just time that we gain clarity on what they are, why they are important, and what they mean to us.

Sometimes we can’t pinpoint exactly why we are feeling down or overwhelmed, we just are. I understand that all to well because I experience this often. Because I have a history with depression and anxiety, I know how important it is to talk through our everyday stressors and get an outsiders perspective. I am here to listen and support you through this. I can reassure you that you aren’t alone in feeling overwhelmed and I can offer suggestions and techniques I’ve used to stay grounded in the moment.

When I first got together with my current partner, it wasn’t easy. He was divorced, and navigating the emotions and interference from his ex-wife almost tore us apart early on. After we married, his true colors started to show—he drank more, became mean, and stopped being affectionate while still demanding all the attention. I found myself constantly censoring what I said to avoid setting off his anger. It took time, but I learned how to set clear boundaries and protect my kindness without losing myself. I gave him space when needed and focused on communication rooted in love rather than fear. Over time, he took real steps to work on his anger and accountability, and we slowly rebuilt our trust. Through it all, I realized how important it is to advocate for yourself and to stay true to your worth. Now, I want to be there for anyone who is trying to heal from a toxic relationship and find hope again.

For a long time, I thought self-care was bubble baths and face masks. But when I was going through trauma, grief, parenting struggles, and just trying to survive, it didn’t matter how many candles I lit. I needed real care. The kind that helps you breathe again. The kind that says: “I matter, too.” Self-care for me became turning off my phone. Saying no. Crying when I needed to. Getting outside. Drinking water. Eating something nourishing. Letting myself rest without guilt. Slowly, it became less about what looked good and more about what actually helped me feel like myself again. If you’re tired, burnt out, or feeling like you’ve lost touch with yourself, this space is for you. We don’t need perfect routines. We need compassion, honesty, and grace.

I didn’t know what codependency was. I just believed taking care of others was who I had to be. As a child, keeping the peace and putting others first felt like my job. It was how I survived, so I never questioned it. I carried that into all my relationships, including my marriage, often with people who weren’t healthy for me. I kept giving and shrinking myself, thinking that’s what love meant. But not everyone expected that from me. Some allowed me to be my true self, the healthier version of me. My marriage showed me how much I was losing myself, but those healthier relationships reminded me who I really was. I realized I didn’t have to live in survival mode or keep attracting toxic and abusive relationships. I chose to rewrite my story for me and my children. The breaking point became my turning point. I started finding my voice and setting boundaries. I’m learning to support others without feeling like I have to fix them.

I've had a pretty stressful life, but for the entirety of it, art has served as an escape for me. I've spent whole days' entire waking hours hyper-focused on a drawing, and felt the chaos of the world around me melt away. Although I stepped away from a career in the arts, creativity is still one of the most important facets of my life, and I truly believe everyone can benefit from having creative hobbies and working with their hands. When you just let yourself doodle, play with clay, or watch paint seep into your canvas, your brain has the opportunity to slip into a flow state, which is a state of optimal, mindful experience where stress and insecurity fall away. Whether you're a seasoned artist or someone who just wants to dip their toes into creative projects, I'd love to support you and help you overcome any hurdles of self-doubt or anxiety about being creative.

Life doesn’t wait for you to catch your breath, it barrels through like a freight train, throwing deadlines, people, and chaos at you all at once. I’ve been there, drowning in the noise and pressure, feeling like my brain and body were stuck on overload. Stress isn’t some polite visitor; it’s that relentless storm you can’t switch off. I’ve learned the hard way that trying to push through only burns you out faster. Managing overwhelm means slowing down enough to notice what’s really breaking you, giving yourself permission to say “no” or “not right now,” and finding fierce but gentle ways to survive the madness. No BS, no fake cheerleading, just real talk and space for your tired soul. Come, rest, weary traveller.

I’ve always been someone who could read people well, so I never imagined I’d fall into the grip of a love-bombing relationship. But about six months ago, I did. What began as a whirlwind of affection quickly turned into emotional manipulation. He filled up my time, isolated me with subtle lies, and made me question my instincts. Even when I started noticing red flags like gaslighting, control, emotional withdrawal, I doubted myself. It was only after talking things out with friends and family that I began to see things clearly. Their support gave me the space to breathe, reflect, and realize that I deserved better. Walking away from that situation was hard, but it helped me build emotional resilience and recognize the power of community. I now understand how easily these patterns can sneak in, even when you think you're too aware for that to happen. If you’re feeling confused, stuck, or unsure after a manipulative relationship, I’ve been there. Let’s talk it out together, there is clarity on the other side.

For months, I kept telling myself I was just tired. I'd wake up exhausted after a full night's sleep, drag myself through the day, and collapse on the couch feeling like I had nothing left to give. Work that used to energize me felt overwhelming, and I found myself snapping at people I cared about. I kept thinking if I could just power through, things would get better. But they didn't. I was running on empty and didn't even realize how empty the tank had become. The wake-up call came when I realized I'd stopped enjoying things that used to bring me joy. Everything felt like effort—even simple conversations with friends or activities I used to love. I wasn't just tired; I was completely depleted. I had to face the fact that the way I was working and living wasn't sustainable. The hardest part was admitting I needed to step back when everyone was counting on me, but I finally understood that I couldn't keep giving from an empty well. Recovery wasn't a quick fix—it was a gradual process of rebuilding my energy and rediscovering boundaries I'd let slip away. I had to learn to say no without guilt, to protect my time fiercely, and to recognize the early warning signs before I got to that breaking point again. Most importantly, I learned that rest isn't selfish; it's necessary. If you're feeling depleted, overwhelmed, or like you've lost yourself in the demands of life, I've walked that path and found my way back.

I got married young, but by the time I was 28, I was going through a divorce and adjusting to life as a single parent. My son’s father chose not to be involved from the beginning of my pregnancy, and I had to make the decision to move forward on my own. It wasn’t easy. I faced financial struggles, loneliness, and moments when the lack of family support made everything feel heavier. I leaned into support groups and community resources, connecting with other women going through similar experiences. Through that, I found strength and learned how to advocate for myself and my child. Over time, I built a network of friends who felt like family and taught myself how to balance parenting, working, and healing from the loss of my marriage. I also sought therapy, which helped me manage the anxiety and depression that showed up along the way. Now, I am passionate about supporting others who are facing the overwhelming reality of single parenting, reminding them that it's possible to rebuild a life full of joy, stability, and love.

I’ve witnessed addiction from both the outside and the edges—close enough to feel the heartbreak, the fear, the waiting, and the deep desire for someone you love to come back to themselves. I’ve supported family members who struggled with drug use and eventually found recovery. I’ve walked beside a partner through alcoholism, holding space for both the chaos and the courage it took to get sober. Addiction doesn’t just affect the person using—it ripples out into every relationship, often in painful and complicated ways. Whether you're the one trying to quit or someone who’s watching someone you love disappear into a version of themselves that feels unrecognizable, the journey is full of hard questions. When do you step in? How do you hold boundaries with love? What does it look like to forgive—yourself or someone else? I’ve seen the beauty of recovery, and I’ve seen the setbacks. I know how isolating it can feel, and I also know you don’t have to face it alone. Whether you’re in the thick of it or healing from what’s already happened, this space is for you.

I’ve often been the person who put everyone else’s needs ahead of my own. For years, I ran on empty, believing that if I didn’t show up for others, I was failing them. But I learned the hard way that you can’t pour from an empty cup. I burned out, lost my sense of self, and forgot what it felt like to truly nourish myself. It took time to recognize that self-care isn’t a luxury—it’s a necessity. Taking time for myself doesn’t make me selfish; it makes me whole. I began learning how to set boundaries, how to say no without guilt, and how to listen to my own needs with love and respect. Now, I’m committed to helping others reclaim their well-being, create space for rest, and understand that caring for yourself isn’t a one-time act—it’s a continuous practice. If you’re feeling drained, overwhelmed, or disconnected from your inner peace, let’s explore what self-care could look like for you

I’m in my 20s, living at home while I work on my graduate degree online. It hasn’t always been easy—especially managing depression and anxiety in a household that sometimes lacks emotional understanding. I’ve struggled with feeling lonely, unappreciated, and misunderstood, particularly with family members who show narcissistic tendencies. I’ve also had to balance chronic health conditions and ADHD, which can make even basic tasks feel overwhelming. I used to be more socially active, but over time I’ve learned that low-maintenance friendships and solo travel once a year work best for my energy. I’ve stopped drinking for health reasons, which made me feel more in control but also a little left out at times. Journaling, music therapy, and meditation have become essential tools in my healing. Therapy and medication helped too, but so did learning to truly be on my own side. Living at home as a young adult with mental health struggles can feel like being stuck—but I’ve found ways to move forward, even from within the same walls. If that sounds like what you're going through, I’d love to talk.