In my early twenties, I joined a discipleship program at my church called The Master’s Commission. I planned to stay for a year, but remained for five. When I finally left, I felt disoriented and unsteady due to the highly rigid and controlling lifestyle I was required to live by. When faced with freedom, I was lost. It was like the ground I had trusted disappeared beneath me. A few years later, I was unexpectedly asked to leave my church. The sudden loss of a community that had called me “family” echoed old wounds from my childhood and sent me into a spiral of confusion, grief, and shame I didn’t yet have words for.

Eventually, I reached out for help. In a small therapy room, someone finally named what I had been carrying: spiritual abuse. Hearing those words changed everything. It gave language to what had felt unspeakable and opened the door to real healing.

My lived experience with religious trauma deeply informs my work today. I understand how disorienting it can be to lose a community, question what you were taught, or feel like your sense of self has been shaped by fear or control.

As a relational trauma therapist, my goal isn’t to lead you — I walk with you. Together we make sense of the wounds, the patterns, and the questions that still echo from your past, and move toward a steadier, more grounded way of being.

You don’t have to navigate your story alone. I’m here to sit with you in the hard and painful places and help you find your way through.