Narrative Healing Therapy

05/18/2026

This afternoon I had the honor of leading a journaling session through the National Ovarian Cancer Coalition.

I’m always moved by what happens when people are given space to slow down, reflect, and put words to experiences that are often hard to carry. Today’s room held cancer patients, survivors, caregivers, and loved ones. So much grief, strength, love, fear, and hope all existing together.

Storytelling heals. Even when the story is still unfolding. 🩵

03/29/2026

Sunday morning, 7:30am:
case notes for me
drum solo for her
candy cane for breakfast
My Little Pony blanket for the vibe ✨

“How do you do it all?”
…like this. slightly unhinged.
wouldn't have it any other way 🧡

03/24/2026

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02/09/2026

One of the biggest myths I hear is that s*x is “supposed” to peak in your 20s.
In reality, confidence, communication, and self-trust often deepen with age and pleasure follows.
Midlife isn’t the end of a s*x life for many people. It’s the beginning of a more authentic one.

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People often think about aging as something that necessarily diminishes one’s s*x life. However, it often gets better, particularly in the midlife years (40s and 50s).

Something I’ve seen in my own research is that people at this stage of life are actually the most s*xually adventuresome. Why is that? They start caring less about what they think they’re “supposed” to do in bed and start to pursue pleasure on their own terms, which opens the door to new, varied, and exciting activities.

Likewise, they’ve had more time and practice developing their communication skills, which makes it easier for them to confidently express their fantasies and desires.

In short, the best is yet to come…

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01/18/2026

Holiday cheer with AASECT colleagues from Iowa and Nebraska 🧡

Grateful for community, connection, and shared commitment to ethical, affirming s*x therapy.

And yes… the white elephant exchange included a c**k ring and a crop with a heart on it. Fully on brand. 😉
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01/14/2026

Beyond happy for them.
Who gets excited for your s*x life?
Obviously this therapist.
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12/08/2025

I’ve waited YEARS for this moment — freaking out in the best way. Proposal Week energy: equal parts panic + pure joy. 🤩😅✨💃

12/04/2025

✨Dreams need discipline... but Denzel said the real magic is consistency.
Today, I chose both.
Submitting my first poetry manuscript feels surreal.
Here’s to showing up, finishing what we start, and building the life we imagine.✨

11/28/2025

I watched an interview yesterday that struck something in me — both as a therapist and as a sibling trying to make sense of what family means now. One line hit especially hard:

“Estrangement wasn’t one moment — it was a million cuts that bled me dry.”

In my work, I sit with people navigating estrangement on both sides. I see the person who needed distance, and I see the family left trying to understand what happened. But this time, it felt different… because I’m living it too.

My sibling has chosen to be estranged from our parents. And while everyone deserves relationships that feel safe and aligned, the ripple effects have rearranged my own idea of family.

Holidays look unfamiliar. Birthdays feel different. My children miss relationships they once had. And I grieve — not once, but over and over — as each milestone reminds me that the family I imagined no longer exists in the same way.

What rarely gets talked about is the people in the middle — the siblings, the nieces and nephews, the ones who didn’t make the decision but still live in the wake of it.
There’s grief here too.

Another line from the podcast has stayed with me:

“Forgiveness is giving up the hope that the past could be any different.” — Oprah

And I think that’s where the healing begins…
Not in fixing the past or forcing reconciliation, but in self-reflection.
In asking ourselves:
What role did I play? What patterns shaped this? What do I want to carry forward, and what stops with me?

I don’t have all the answers.
But I’m learning to hold both truth and tenderness.
To honor my grief without shaming anyone else’s boundaries.
To redefine family with intention — especially as a mother of four children.
And to allow honesty, not hope for a different past, to guide what comes next.

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