My Story​

 

My first real experience with mental health wasn’t as a therapist — it was as a Marine.

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While serving in the Marine Corps, I was diagnosed with depression and related challenges. What made that season especially difficult wasn’t only what I was facing internally — it was feeling unheard. I did not receive the support I needed from those responsible for my care. I know what it’s like to ask for help and feel sidelined.

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That experience redirected my life.

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After leaving the Marines, I explored several paths — including work in a schizophrenia research lab — but I kept returning to one conviction: I wanted to sit across from people in real time. I wanted to be present in the room where healing either begins or is avoided.

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From a young age, I’ve understood what it feels like to have unmet needs. To feel isolated. To wrestle internally while appearing steady on the outside. That tension — between who we are, what we’ve experienced, and who we long to become — is deeply human.

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My work is shaped by that understanding.

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If you are a veteran or someone who has felt dismissed, sidelined, or misunderstood in your struggle, I take that seriously.

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My Philosophy

 

Therapy is not about fixing you.

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It is a relationship — structured, intentional, and honest. My role is not to rescue, debate right and wrong, or create dependency. It is to help you see clearly.

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I hold up a mirror to your internal world — your thoughts, emotions, patterns, and beliefs — so you can gain awareness. Awareness creates choice. Choice creates change.

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I cannot do the work for you. But I will walk alongside you while you do it.

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Therapy should not be endless. It should be purposeful. The goal is alignment — and then release — back into your life with clarity, ownership, and direction

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Faith & Foundation

 

My faith became central to my work during graduate school. At first, I was cautious. I didn’t want to impose belief or violate ethical boundaries. But over time, I came to a conviction I could not ignore:

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If healing is truly taking place, it is not coming from me.

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Relationship is what wounds us. Relationship is also what heals us. But perfect relationship is found only in God — our Creator — who knows us fully, who acted to reconcile us, and who defines our value before we ever prove anything.

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Outside of Him, healing can feel like a recurring dream — something we glimpse but cannot quite grasp. With Him, healing becomes grounded and real.

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I cannot separate my counseling from my dependence on God. Not as pressure. Not as performance. But as honesty. I am not meant to carry the burden of healing. And neither are you.

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Your actions reflect the condition of your heart, but they do not add to or subtract from your worth. When identity is anchored in the One who created you, clarity follows.