Let me tell you a quick story about how my life lead me down the path to becoming a therapist.
I spent much of my life feeling less than, not good enough, and empty. To combat these ever nagging feelings, I put on a façade of “perfection”, and tried doing everything “right”. Though I looked put together on the outside, I lived in constant fear that I was going to crumble. I was so stressed all the time, trying to keep up my mask of perfection. Even with all this hard work to keep it together, I never quite felt better.
Well into my 20s, the clock kept ticking. As I was getting older, I did not feel like I was getting wiser. I had the thought, that if I was to write a book about my life, would I like what I wrote? I needed some help, I needed something to change, and I needed it now.
Desperate for answers I decided to go to graduate school and study psychology. I poured myself into learning about the mind, and how people process life events. I discovered WHY I interpreted events in my life the way I had, and began to understand how my behavior and emotions were connected. The more I learned, the more free I began to feel. I knew that if this information could help me, it could help other women too!