You know how they used to tell you that you're "mature for your age"? I was like that. I learned too young how to be the grown-up in a room full of actual adults.

But growing up too fast doesn’t mean you actually get to grow up.

My twenties were chaotic. I was trying to put the pieces of my childhood together and build an adult life, without any skills or support to build a healthy one. I went from one dysfunctional relationship to another. Eventually, I found myself in tech, managing companies and trying to create order in complex, fast-moving environments. Looking back, I can see that I wasn’t building a career. I was trying to build safety. I was trying to heal a part of me that was still stuck in childhood through my work.

I spent years in therapy learning to understand myself, but not always knowing what to do with that understanding. I eventually found approaches that turned insight into change.

Today, in my mid-forties, I live a life that once felt impossible. I have a loving, stable relationship, work that’s deeply meaningful, and a life that feels mostly grounded rather than chaotic. I say mostly because this work is never really finished. It’s an ongoing practice. Still, I got here because I stopped being run by the part of me that adapted simply to survive.

I didn’t come to this work through curiosity alone.

I came to it because changing my relationship with myself changed every other relationship in my life.

That’s what I bring into our work together.