Years ago, I stepped into a therapy office and it was like stepping into a completely different world. I didn’t know much about therapy before going into it as a client. “Therapy” was getting increasingly popular in the media, but what really was it? For me, the therapy room became a place in which I could pull at every thread that made me who I am. I unraveled shiny, happy parts as well as parts that weren’t as shiny and wanted to rule my inner world from the dark places in my mind where Shame has all the power. I had such a profound experience in therapy that I became passionate about helping people as best as I could.

I’ve come to understand that therapy looks different for everyone who makes that vulnerable decision to walk into the therapy room. I’m thankful for not just my own therapy experience, but for my school experience that taught me how to meet people from all walks of life where they are.