About Courtney

My story

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How I Got Here (a.k.a. The Anti-Groundhog Day Origin Story)

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Back in 2017, I woke up — again — completely drained. Same story, different day: exhaustion, frustration, low-key rage. My own personal version of Groundhog Day. I was deep into my career in tech, spending my life making companies more money while sitting in traffic for up to 3 hours a day.

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And one morning it finally hit me: I hate this. This isn’t my life.

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So I pivoted. I started paying attention to the few things that still sparked something: volunteering for Search and Rescue, getting EMT certified, throwing heavy things around in CrossFit, running, lifting. My obsession with the body started to take over. That led me back to school for a degree in Kinesiology — learning how bodies work, break, and heal.

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But the more I learned, the more I saw it wasn’t just about muscles or movement. You can’t separate the body from the mind. We store so much of our trauma, stress, and survival adaptations physically — and I needed to understand both. While studying, I was also doing my own therapy work, which cracked me wide open in the best possible way.

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I graduated with my bachelor’s in March 2020 — right into the pandemic chaos. Another pivot. I jumped into my master’s program at NYU in Mental Health Counseling and Wellness, because if the world was falling apart, I might as well build something meaningful.

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Now? I integrate both worlds:
The body. The mind. The biology. The survival wiring. The trauma adaptations. The full nervous system story.

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I help people heal at the level their anxiety actually lives — not just in their thoughts, but in their biology.

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When I’m not being a total nervous system nerd, you’ll probably find me walking, CrossFit-ing (it's absolutely a verb), or watching sci-fi movies (my golden retriever is literally named Ripley after Alien — yes, I’m that person).

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