I have worked in mental health and broader social care and therapeutic arts for over thirty years and met such a wide range of people from all walks of life, each with their own unique story and circumstances. In recent years I have been fortunate to work with people looking to change their relationship with alcohol at Sheffield Alcohol Support Service, and with young adults and their families living with diagnoses related to being neuro atypical.
My aim is to create a space where you feel safe and accepted, and can become confident that you can voice your thoughts without judgement. I listen a lot, and try to give you feedback that makes feel you have been heard and understood. In the shared space between us you are likely find that it becomes easier to untangle and understand your thoughts and the relationship between your experience, the choices you make, and the way you feel. It is easier to work through our options when we give them a voice rather than the confusion we can experience when everything is rattling around inside our heads.
I’m a “person-centred” therapist. That means that we follow your agenda and talk about what is important to you in the moment. I have lost track of the amount of times someone has started telling me something and then said, “I don’t know why I am telling you this…”only to find they end up talking about something of great importance that had been forgotten, or supressed, or not understood. We can agree on a number of sessions and a specific area to work on right from the start, or find a way forward that makes sense as we go. I am very confident in the person-centred approach because I have seen people find positive outcomes on a consistent basis.
Where It All Started
My dad was an unpredictable man with a temper but he was a great storyteller, and had good stories to tell about growing up in poverty and his experiences of the Second World War. Listening to him, I became more and more fascinated by the way in which humans work their way through experiences. How did he go from driving a lorry to being given the order, “fix bayonets!”? And how did he get back again to everyday life? So I have always had a real sense of the importance of the stories each of us accumulate over time. As a confused teenager, spiralling away from the promising future I was intended for and short of meaning, it became clear to me that if I ever sorted myself out, I would want to work helping others who were in the same boat. And here I am!