What is my purpose?
That existential question that plagues a lot of individuals was one that I have always had an answer to. My purpose is to be a helper. To help my fellow human beings through the darkest of times on their journey through this lifetime. I was always meant to hold hands with others when they feel they are walking their journey alone.
Because I knew I wanted to make being a helper my life’s work I went to college and then grad school and on to a year of internship to become a “professional” helper.
I have now been a therapist for over 20 years. I have had the honor of sitting next to people who share with me their personal stories. I have been able to hold space for others when they need it most. I have been a witness to the process of healing. I am grateful that I may be able to play a small part in the life of someone who has mustered up enough courage to ask for help.
