I’m an author, believer, and mental health advocate. I create vulnerable resources to help you find hope in your faith and mental health struggles. My best days are spent writing, designing, spending time with loved ones, playing with my two bunnies, listening to hip hop music, drinking chai, and trying not to kill another succulent. I’m grateful you’re here.
Want to hear a good story? Keep reading.
I’VE WALKED WITH CLINICAL ANXIETY AND DEPRESSION FOR OVER 12 YEARS.
From a young age, I carried loss, childhood trauma, and mental health problems that made me feel like I’d never be enough.
FEELINGS OF UNWORTHINESS PLAGUED ME. MY PAIN MADE ME QUESTION GOD.
Throughout the lowest seasons of depression, I faced suicidal thoughts and asked God why he wouldn’t provide any relief. It felt unbearable to be alive, which created a lot of shame for me as a Christian.
MY IDENTITY FELT SHAKY. MY LIFE WAS A MESS. AND I HAD LOST ALL SIGHT OF HOPE.
I could no longer accomplish things through my own strength or temporarily heal the hurt through romantic relationships. Nothing worked anymore.
BUT IT WAS IN MY DARKEST SEASON THAT GOD REVEALED HE IS ALWAYS FIGHTING FOR ME.
My healing journey began when God met me in my suffering. I realized what Satan meant for evil, God meant for good. I began counseling, started medication, surrounded myself with loved ones, and learned how to fight lies with truth.
NOW I’M HELPING PEOPLE FIND HOPE IN THEIR DARKEST PLACES.
Because you’re not alone and it won’t always feel this way. Hope has a name and his name is Jesus!
WHETHER YOU’RE A BELIEVER OR NOT, MY MISSION IS THE SAME: TO HELP YOU WRESTLE WELL WITH FAITH AND MENTAL HEALTH.
That’s why I’m writing and designing resources… to remind you that you’re worthy, no matter what mess you carry.
I feel all the feelings. Empathizing with others is my (now not so) secret superpower.
I love performing spoken word poetry for churches, schools, and other ministries.
In 2022, I brought home the cutest Dutch bunny, named Ollie Oakley. In 2024, we welcomed home Cocoa, a black holland lop.
If I ever ask you to coffee, that’s code for… I desperately need a cup of chai or matcha.
I love succulents, but they don’t love me. The last succulent I owned was named Pickle. My bunny ate him.
Forget the unhelpful advice for your mental health struggles. You don’t need to just “be a little more positive” or “have a little more faith.” You need real hope, real comfort, and real healing.
You may know you have worth, but why do you still not feel good enough? Find freedom from those not-good-enough lies, draw closer to God, and fully embrace who you were made to be.
