I know where you are. You feel half-dead, an empty shell wandering around questioning if you’ll ever feel happy again, or if you’re even capable of it now. Maybe you hide behind a forced smile, or maybe you struggle alone in isolation because there’s no safe place to expose the pain. Denial is an option, but it slowly chips away at who you truly are and limits your expectations of what joy can be. You’re breathing, but not living.

I can confidently tell you through experience that everything will be ok. By being here, I know you want to be alive, either again or maybe even for the first time. Change catalyzes growth, which can be terrifying when trauma has made the definition of who you are unclear. I’m here to offer a safe, unbiased and nonjudgmental place for you to rewrite that definition. Let’s go exploring.