YOUR 20s SUCK.
Maybe you're out on your own for the first time after college and feeling isolated and stressed. Maybe you've been on your own for a while, but are feeling lost in your career, hoping to make money by doing what you love, but instead making ends meet by working a job that's less than inspiring. Perhaps you've been dating around and now feel like it's time to settle down and find "the one", but that "one" is proving to be pretty elusive.
BECOMING A PARENT TURNED YOUR ENTIRE WORLD UPSIDE DOWN.
Post partum depression and anxiety are real. So are leaky breasts, sore vaginas, and a sometimes seemingly bottomless well of tears (both your own and your newborn babe’s). You need help transitioning into this new person that you’ve become overnight: a parent. Often this transition marks a grieving process for “the old you”in order to move into this new identity. This can be scary and overwhelming.
YOU’RE A CHILD OF IMMIGRANTS
Do you struggle with feeling “not good enough”?
Do you feel pressure to achieve, achieve, achieve?
Do you sometimes feel like you are juggling expectations of conflicting cultures?
All par for the course for children of immigrants. I can help you find ways to process early childhood experiences and create healthier patterns within your family of origin and beyond.
I've been there. And guess what? THERAPY HELPS. It can be intimidating to call up a therapist for the first time, but when you find the right one, it's worth it! I make the therapeutic process fun and engaging by using humor and authenticity.
“I recently learned that what happens in a cocoon is not that a caterpillar grows wings and turns into a butterfly. Rather, the caterpillar turns to mush. It disintegrates, and out of this mush, a new creature grows. Why does no one talk about the mush? Or about how, for any change at all to happen, we must, for some time, be nothing - be mush…Right now your entire life is mush. But only if you don’t try and escape it might you emerge one day as a butterfly…”
Excerpt from Motherhood, by Sheila Heti