I didn’t choose this work. It chose me.

Like many of the people I work with, my experience with narcissistic abuse began in childhood. A narcissistic mother wound is a profound and complex injury—it shapes how we see ourselves, how we relate to others, and how we define worth. I learned early on to scan for moods, to walk on eggshells, to earn love by meeting needs that were never mine to carry. That kind of environment wires you to survive—but not to feel safe.

When that becomes your normal, you don’t recognize the danger when it shows up later in life. You miss the red flags because chaos feels familiar. So I repeated the pattern. Not once, but five times. Again and again, I gave my energy to people who mirrored back emptiness. I lost myself in the process—trying to fix, to please, to prove I was enough.

Until I finally saw the pattern. Until I faced the deeper truth: I was looking for validation from people who would never give it.

That’s when everything began to change.

Having reclaimed my life, I am driven to empower others to do the same. From the struggles of one person, an army of survivors has emerged—each person a testament to the possibility of recovery and renewal. I am here to guide you on your journey, to help you rediscover your strength and autonomy, and to support you in creating a life defined not by your past, but by your resilience and renewal.