Counselors don't have it all together. Quite the contrary. It's fair to say that I became a therapist not because I couldn't find a problem of my own but because I struggled firsthand with the throes of depression, perpetual anger, and relational strife.

But I never thought I’d be a “professional.” Growing up, I imagined working a back-breaking job like my father. Installing granite countertops or swinging a hammer. But life had other plans.

After a slew of jobs in my twenties, I realized I couldn’t continue my ongoing vocational aimlessness. Life required more. At a crossroads, I would either pursue carpentry or counseling. I underwent some deep soul-searching and counseling kept coming back into my mind. It made the most sense, but I'd have to go back to school.

Fast forward to three demanding years of full-time work and full-time grad school.

Now, I get to journey alongside clients. Many of them are tired, sad, and lonely. Addicted, conflicted, and overwhelmed. But despite it all, they are remarkably resilient. And I consistently find myself impressed and inspired by them to be a better person myself.

Threshold Counseling is for people, whoever they may be. I strive it to be a true and helpful service to my fellow travelers on this suffering road toward change, healing, and life.