Mental health and relationships shaped my life long before they became my profession.

I grew up in a family where therapy was normalized. My parents openly shared their experiences, and I saw early on that working with a therapist wasn’t a sign of weakness — it was a form of self-respect.

I started therapy myself at 15. I still remember my first therapist’s office — a converted single-story home, soft and neutral, with therapy rooms in former bedrooms. I remember how my body felt walking in: calmer. Less alone. Understood.

That experience stayed with me.

My natural curiosity about people and relationships drew me toward psychology. I considered nursing and teaching at one point, but after my first psychology class in college, I knew. I was fascinated by how the mind works, how early experiences shape us, and how our relational patterns follow us into adulthood.

I went on to provide individual, group, and family therapy to children and adolescents in Baltimore near my alma mater, Loyola University Maryland. A few years into my career, I felt ready for both personal and professional growth. I moved to New York City and transitioned into working individually with adults in private practice.

During that time, I continued my own therapy while navigating new relationships, friendships, career shifts, moves, and the collective stress of a global pandemic.

That’s when I fully stepped into my passion: relational, attachment-focused, psychodynamic work. Helping people understand their patterns, regulate their emotions, and build more secure relationships with themselves and others.

Today, I bring both lived experience and clinical expertise into the room.

I know what it feels like to struggle with anxiety and self-doubt.

I also know how transformative therapy can be.