I was born and raised in the Midwest. My mother is Irish and white and my father is from Mexico. Having a mixed ethnic background, my childhood was surrounded by the wealth and depth of multiple cultures. We grew up visiting our family in Mexico, and were surrounded by the Spanish language, music and the wonderful aromas of Mexican food. This diverse experience was integral in the development of my world view.

Growing up in the 80s, my family and I didn’t know what to make of my highly emotional nature. We thought I “worried too much” or was “just too sensitive.” I saw the way my siblings and friends would navigate transitions without the level of distress, tears and physical symptoms that I did. Why couldn’t it be easier for me too?

I found other ways to manage this anxiety over time, some healthier than others. I ran competitively for many years. My desire to try and avoid my anxiety got me a scholarship to a Division I school, but ultimately brought my anxiety to a level where it could no longer be ignored.

This is where my individual psychotherapy began. It started when I was at a very fragile place, when I saw my mental health struggles as something that could no longer be contained. I thought this made me weak and even broken. There was a constant state of dissonance; I got very good at minimizing my emotional experiences and was defensive at the idea of something being “wrong” with me, but also really hoped whatever I had was fixable because I was so tired of living this way. I often ping-ponged between these two states. Through psychotherapy, my eventual openness and desperation to wanting things to feel different allowed me to start to see and experience my life differently. But first came the work…

Who looks outside, dreams; who looks inside, awakes.”- Carl Jung

The first two decades of struggle allowed me to sit where you are now. I have been in your seat and felt the vulnerability and uncertainty that you too may be feeling. Please know it can be very, very different for you too.