I didn’t start out planning to be a therapist. I started out knowing I wanted to be in the room with people when things got hard.
That instinct led me through some of the most demanding corners of clinical social work — domestic violence programs, military family advocacy, inpatient psychiatric units, residential treatment, community health centers. For over a decade I showed up in settings where the stakes were high, the need was urgent, and the people in front of me were carrying things most people never see.
And somewhere in all of that, a pattern became impossible to ignore.
The people who struggled the most weren’t always the ones in the most obvious pain. They were often the ones who looked completely fine. The ones holding it together at work, holding it together at home, holding it together for everyone around them — while quietly losing themselves in the process. The ones who hadn’t let themselves grieve because there was too much to do. The ones running on anxiety so long it just felt like personality. The ones who knew something was wrong but couldn’t quite name it, couldn’t quite justify it, couldn’t quite give themselves permission to need help.
Those are my people.
I started Rising Sails because I wanted to build something specifically for them. A practice that’s warm but direct. Supportive but honest. A space where you don’t have to perform or explain or minimize what you’re carrying — you can just bring it.
I’m a Licensed Clinical Social Worker licensed in Delaware, New Jersey, Maryland, Virginia, Florida, and South Carolina. I’m also a board-approved clinical supervisor in Maryland, New Jersey, and Delaware — which means I’ve spent years not only doing this work but helping other clinicians learn to do it well.
I’m based in Dover, Delaware, with deep roots along the East Coast — from the Jersey Shore to the Delmarva Peninsula to the Florida coast. Water has always been part of my story. I grew up walking to a lighthouse, breathing in salty, marshy air, and feeling the particular kind of calm that only comes from being near the bay. My family’s connection to the water runs deep — and that feeling, that sense of steadiness and expansiveness you get when you’re standing at the edge of something bigger than yourself, is exactly what I hope people find here.
Rising Sails isn’t just a name. It’s a feeling. The moment when the wind catches and something shifts — when forward finally feels possible again.
You found this page for a reason.
Whatever brought you here — grief, anxiety, depression, or just a quiet feeling that something needs to change — I’d love to connect. A free 15-minute consultation is all it takes to find out if we’re a good fit.