Hey there, curious soul.
I’m Jenn. And I’ve never had much use for small talk, so let’s cut to the chase:
I’m a professional heartbreaker.
Oh, my more legit title would be licensed professional counselor. But at the end of the day, what I do is break hearts wide open, so people can wake up to the life they really want to live.
The tricky part isn’t breaking hearts, it’s helping people stay awake to the painful joy of being alive.
Heartbreak is a hard proposition to sell.
Like you, I know what it’s like to long for the ‘answers’, even when you’re not sure you know what the questions are precisely. I get why you don’t voice this shit outloud. Too often people look at you askance, and awkwardly change the subject to something not exactly lighter, but definitely easier to have a black and white opinion on. Sex, religion, and politics are all comfortable discussions, when existential dread is the only other available option. Searching for the underlying truth can be awfully lonely, when it comes down to it.
And yet. It doesn’t have to be an individual endeavor.
If you have a deep desire to untangle the Gordian knot of the heart and make happiness a reality in the here and now (and not based on complicated future contingencies), well, you’re in the right place.
I find my greatest delight in challenging the clever to look beyond the elaborate musings of the mind into the abyss of their heart and teaching them how to draw out and apply the wisdom they find therein.
I’m here to tell you that you’re not alone.
The thinkers I work with are remarkably like you.
Polished, professional, and living a damn good life by anyone’s standards.
And yet, there’s this craving that shows up more and more, a disquiet that this isn’t really living.You search for a variety of ways to fill it--a never ending list of ‘passion projects’, more books on your shelf than you’ll ever realistically be able to read, and the occasional double Scotch neat. You’re never satisfied. The hunger for something more consumes you, but what the is, you’re not really sure.
You just can’t seem to help yourself from poking at the discomfort. Your mind engages in what you like to call introspection, but you suspect is closer to navel-gazing than psychoanalysis. You feel deeply, yet you have such difficulty finding the right words to articulate it. You need someone who can keep up with your brain if you’re ever going to give them access to your heart.
You’re loath to admit it, but you need help.
You need someone like me.
In our work together, I will challenge you to push past the illusion of security as you navigate the beautiful, untamed world within you. I can’t tell you what we will find there, but I can promise that it will transform your life, if you let it.
If you’re willing to risk uncovering what’s under your finely honed social mask, you might discover a life where you’re finally open to everything- pain, pleasure, and the mix in between that we call happiness. And seriously, dude.
We both know that deep down you can’t settle for anything less without living in the shadow of regret.
