Therapists in Savannah, Georgia

Most people contact me the week after a meeting goes badly, or the morning they open a laptop and feel their chest tighten before a single email is read. I help adults make sense of what is actually happening in their working lives.

New clients often arrive braced to be judged. Here is what I wish each of them could know ahead of time: nothing you are thinking or feeling will be too much for this room.

You are probably here because something has changed and the version of you that used to run things no longer quite fits the circumstances. That gap is disorienting, and it is rarely discussed honestly, because everybody expects change to be exciting.

There is a myth that you have to hit some cinematic rock bottom before therapy can help. In truth, the people who do best usually come in while life still mostly works, but the cracks are getting harder to ignore.

I am a therapist for adults who behave in ways they do not endorse the moment someone starts to matter to them. My clients are usually thoughtful and self-aware everywhere else, and reliably bewildered by their own conduct in this one area.

If there is one thing I want every new client to hear, it is this: you do not have to be sick enough to deserve help with food. My clients span the whole range of eating struggles, anorexia included, along with the many who are convinced they are not thin enough for the word to apply to them.

People generally contact me when something in the present starts behaving like something from the past. A new situation, a particular voice, a change at home, and suddenly a set of reactions that had been dormant for years is fully operational again.

A first meeting with me is closer to an honest conversation than an evaluation. There is no long questionnaire to get through, no correct way to sit, and no expectation that you arrive with your thoughts already organized.

Our first meeting is far less daunting than the word 'therapy' might lead you to expect. You will not be handed a symptom questionnaire or asked to summarize the worst thing that has happened to you in under an hour.

Do I have to decide what to call it? People ask that early and with some unease about the answer, having spent years unable to settle whether the word applies to what happened to them.

I am a therapist for capable adults who have run out of capacity. The ones everyone else leans on.

What I want understood before we start is this: the reactions you are most embarrassed about are the ones I would expect to see. People brace to describe something shameful and are surprised to find it listed in the textbook.

I believe therapy works when you can finally say the thing out loud and nobody flinches. Everything useful starts there.

The first session is slower than most people expect. No rapid-fire questions, no rush to label anything.

The first hour contains no requirement to describe what happened. I ask what you would like to be different, how you are sleeping, what your ordinary week looks like, and what you have already tried.

The first hour is calmer than most people anticipate. You will both get to say what you came to say without being interrupted by me or, for that stretch, by each other, and I spend most of the time working out how the two of you operate rather than what either of you did.

Let me say the honest part first: reaching out to a therapist is really hard. If you are reading profiles right now, you are already doing something brave, and I do not take that lightly.

Here's the one thing I wish every new client knew: you are not the only one. Whatever the thought, however odd the habit, I have almost certainly sat with someone carrying the same thing.

Most people call me the week something small finally tips the scale: one more missed morning, one more evening spent staring at the ceiling. The problem is rarely new.

Years of practice have taught me one reliable thing: by the time someone decides to get help, they have been white-knuckling it far longer than anyone around them realizes. I keep my caseload intentionally small, because depth of attention is the whole point of this work for me.

In a first session with me, nothing is required of you. Some people talk for the whole hour; others need twenty minutes of small talk before anything real; both count as starting.

Something brought you to this page, and my guess is it has been tapping your shoulder for a while. You do not need to have the words for it yet.

The clients who find me are usually the capable ones, the people everyone else leans on. By day they hold everything together; by night a racing mind picks every choice apart.