I support people and hold their stories.

I came to this work because I spent a long time looking for someone I could actually talk to — and that person was hard to find. Eventually, I decided to become them.

I’ve been through things. Depression that didn’t resolve with a pill. Waiting for care that never came. A few connections with counsellors who were genuinely good, that I couldn’t hold onto. A long stretch of time spent looking for an answer that turned out not to exist.

What I found instead was this: you never forget what you’ve been through, and you can learn to carry it differently. The things you once hated about yourself, with time and effort, become the traits you’re most proud of.

That took a while to understand. When I finally did, I went back to school — because I wanted to be for someone else what I couldn’t find for myself.

I’m a registered social worker and psychotherapist splitting my time between North Bay and Whitby, Ontario, working virtually with adults and couples across Ontario — and occasionally outside, walking through a park or on a trail, for people who think better when they’re moving.

I bring a wide range of tools to the work — cognitive, somatic, narrative, philosophical — and lived experience with neurodiversity, blended families, and relationships that don’t fit a conventional template. My goal is never to keep you coming back longer than you need to. The work is done when it’s done.

It’s pretty good to be alive. I want to remind people of that.