I came to counselling the long way round. I'd had good experiences, but for a long time I stayed on the surface of them. Not deliberately. It was just how I'd learned to be. It took me time to understand that therapy can only meet you as far as you're willing to come.

Therapy doesn't have to be complicated. At its heart it's just two people, and one of them gets to be more honest than they've perhaps allowed themselves to be in a long time. My job isn't to fix you or tell you what to do. It's to be present, and to make that honesty feel safe enough to happen.

A lot of my work happens at thresholds. The places where something has ended and what comes next isn't clear yet. Grief. Loss. The slow work of rebuilding after something genuinely hard. I'm drawn to that territory, and to the parts of ourselves we've learned to push away. Emotions we were told weren't acceptable. Aspects of who we are that carry shame. I don't think those parts are problems. I think they're asking to be understood.

I came to this work via a different life. What brought me here wasn't a straight line, but along the way I developed a deep understanding of what people actually need in order to change. Not just to cope, but to genuinely shift. I've seen up close what it looks like when the right conditions are present, and what it costs when they're not. That shapes everything about how I work.

My approach is one of curiosity rather than pressure. Turning things over. Seeing what's there. Not rushing toward any particular answer.

I care about the relationship between us. That you feel genuinely met, not just listened to. That takes time to build, and I don't rush it.

People come to me with all kinds of things. Anxiety, grief, trauma, relationships, identity, self-esteem, or simply that quiet feeling that something isn't quite right but they can't name it yet. You don't need to be in crisis. You just need some curiosity about yourself, and a willingness to show up.