About Me

Growing up in a middle-class neighborhood on Long Island, New York, life seemed ordinary, but beneath the surface lay hidden struggles. High school became a blur of marijuana smoke, masking deeper feelings of sadness I couldn’t quite understand.

College offered a fresh start, but old demons followed me into adulthood. Despite professional success, I battled relentless anxiety and the shadows of depression. It wasn’t until later that I realized I was wrestling with bipolar disorder—a diagnosis that explained the highs and lows I’d experienced for years.

For decades, I fought a silent war, navigating hospitalizations and dark thoughts. But with each setback, I found strength. Now, at 57, I’ve found stability, a journey I never thought possible.

My story isn’t about defeat—it’s about resilience. It’s about the countless nights I spent crying, the moments I thought I wouldn’t survive. But I did. And I’m here to tell you that you can too.

I share my story not to dwell on the past but to offer hope to others facing similar struggles. Healing is possible, even in the darkest moments. It’s a journey, not a destination. And I’m here to walk it with you, every step of the way.