Hello, I'm Courtney. My journey to becoming a therapist didn't start in a classroom or with a textbook. It began when I was 16 years old, struggling with deep depression, addiction, and a string of mental health diagnoses that left me feeling lost and overwhelmed. I know firsthand how heavy the weight of those labels can feel, and how the stigma attached to them can make you believe they define you. Over the years, I received many diagnoses and wrestled with the belief that my struggles would last forever. But I’ve learned—and want you to know—that we are so much more than the labels we’re given, and those diagnoses do not have to define our entire lives.

Alongside depression and substance addiction, I also fought a difficult battle with an eating disorder and the many ups and downs that came with it. Through treatment centers, hospitals, countless therapists, and years of recovery work, I continued searching for hope and meaning. At one of my lowest points, I made a deal with God: if I could find freedom from my addictions and the grip of mental illness, I would devote my life to helping others find their own way out. That promise remains at the heart of my work today—I know what it feels like to be stuck, and I’m committed to walking alongside you as you rediscover your strength and possibility.

My teenage years were marked by suicidal thoughts and an active addiction to drugs and alcohol. By 20, I was attempting my first steps toward sobriety in the rooms of AA, seeking a life of transparency and connection. Life, however, had more challenges in store. At 21, I became a single mother while still a sophomore in college, juggling newfound sobriety, school, and the immense responsibility of motherhood with little emotional maturity or life skills.

For the next decade, I found myself in a cycle of struggle. I bounced in and out of recovery, developing other addictions along the way. I went through numerous treatment centers, hospitals, and therapy sessions, sometimes gaining a year of sobriety only to relapse again. My physical health suffered, and I felt lost, moving from one dead-end job to another, knowing I had a purpose but unable to find my footing.