For years, I carried the weight of the world in my shoulders. Chronic pain. Sleepless nights. The feeling that my body was something to fight against instead of work with. Then I found a massage therapist who saw me—not just my knots, but the stress patterns, the emotional holding, the years of neglect I'd normalized.

That's when I knew this was my calling.

I became a licensed massage therapist because I understand what it's like to feel disconnected from your own body. To walk into a room hoping someone can fix you, only to leave feeling more lost. My approach is different. I don't follow protocols. I listen—to your body's rhythms, to what you're holding, to what you need in this exact moment. Every session is fully customized, whether you're an athlete managing chronic tightness, a mom who hasn't exhaled in months, or someone simply seeking a reset.

This isn't just bodywork. It's a partnership in your healing. And I'm honored to walk that path with you.

I Didn't Choose Massage Therapy.
It Chose Me.