My Story

I became an emotional caretaker at a young age. A naturally sensitive child raised in an environment filled with chaos, conflict and emotional crises, I learned to stay alert, hyper-vigilant and anticipate the feelings of others in place of my own.

After a while, the sound of conflict became comforting. My nervous system craved it to feel normal. I learned that anger, despair and hostility formed the melodies of life, and I heard them wherever I went. I felt that music deep within my bones for years and years.

Often, I still do.

That’s the thing with emotions: we embody them.

Growing up, I did not connect with my deeper feelings because there simply was not enough space for them. Instead, a protective shield of anxiety formed on top of all the tender parts that had been exiled away. My anxiety took many shapes – obsessive thinking, physical panic, raised cortisol levels, creative disconnection. It truly was holistic.

I tried hard to exile my anxiety too, with medication, substances, exercise, and meditation. But it kept screaming back at me, louder and louder.

That’s the thing with emotions: they want to be heard.

So finally I started listening to them, and through this process, I started to heal. I learned that safe attachment with others, and ourselves, can shift the melodies of life so that happiness, love and compassion are part of its tune. I met therapists, friends and partners who have been that safe connection for me. Now I try my best to provide it for my young son.

My greatest joy comes from being that compassionate human connection for clients to start listening to their hidden emotions that were exiled away. With a deeply authentic, non-judgmental and intuitive approach, I help clients start to love all the parts of themselves – the painful, the strange and the joyful.