You take care of everyone but who takes care of you?
Outside, you’re strong, competent. You’re there for all the people, all the things. You’re on top of your shit.
Inside, totally different story. You’re spinning so many plates, trying to make sure they don’t fall, and—come to think of it—not one of those plates is even about you. Why does it feel like there’s no space for you in your own life?
Don’t you wish someone could be there for you the way you are for everyone else?
Think of me as your Emotional Sherpa
I’ll help you clear out the clutter and inconvenient thoughts that make it so hard to even think about where to start with therapy. I’ll be here with you on your journey to figuring this out.