Therapy Pam is real Pam. No performance, no professional mask, just me – warm, candid, often irreverent, and probably making you laugh when you least expect it.
I dreamed of being a writer in high school until a career quiz told me I should be a counselor. It made sense because I was already the keeper of everyone’s secrets and the one people turned to for advice. But it wasn’t until undergrad, immersed in Psychology, Sociology, and Women’s Studies while doing grassroots organizing with my fellow Black and Latino students, that I understood this wasn’t just about listening. It was about serving my community in ways that actually mattered.
Born and raised in the Bronx, I’m a proud preacher’s kid who spent thirteen years in Catholic school despite not being Catholic. That taught me early to respect different perspectives while holding firm to my own truth. After attending graduate school in Albany I came back to my beloved borough and worked in child welfare, with families impacted by HIV/AIDS, and in psychiatric day treatment. Our practice now sits just blocks from my high school – it’s like homecoming every single day.
As a Black female therapist, I know what it means when my BIPOC clients see themselves reflected in me.
Representation matters, especially in a profession where we’re still underrepresented. I work from an anti-racist, culturally informed, sex-positive perspective, actively decolonizing my practice. I also specialize in working with the LGBTQIA+ community but acceptance is just not enough. I don’t just accept my Queer clients – I embrace and validate them fully.
My specialties span adolescents to late adulthood, working with depression, anxiety, trauma, intersecting identities, reproductive health, perinatal mental health, gender and sexuality, and race-based trauma. I love working with young people because I remember that wonder and uncertainty, experiencing everything for the first time. With hindsight, sure, those were magical years. But when you’re living them? Not always so magical.
Clients say I’m gentle and soft-spoken but somehow they end up telling me everything. They marvel at what I remember from our sessions. I try to embody “Come as you are.” No intimidation, no judgment, just the kind of therapy I was blessed to receive myself.
Outside of sessions, I’m maintained by thirty-plus year friendships where I’m just Pam. I listen to old music (the good stuff, LOL), watch silly TV and documentaries with equal enthusiasm, and stay connected to extended family. These relationships keep me grounded and remind me that healing happens in community.
I see being a therapist as a gift and privilege – I don’t take your trust lightly. This is your opportunity to focus all your energy on your own needs. Where else do you get that?
