Grief, EMDR and Mental Health Therapy in Tacoma and Gig Harbor, Washington
welcome to a space that honors where you are — in this moment — in all of its messiness
You don’t feel like yourself anymore.
Maybe you’re grieving a loss that’s left your world flipped upside down… whether it’s the loss of a pregnancy, a loved one or even the life you thought you’d be living.
Maybe motherhood feels heavier than you ever imagined—like your emotions are too much, your patience too thin, and your needs always last.
You might be quietly carrying anxiety, perfectionism, rage, guilt or a deep sadness that no one else seems to see.
You’ve been trying to hold it all together, but inside, you feel like you are unraveling.
Even if you’ve done therapy before, you know you need something deeper this time—something that really meets you where you are.
If any of this sounds familiar, you’re not broken and you’re not alone.
There is a way forward, and it doesn’t have to look like white-knuckling your way through.
Let’s talk. Schedule a free consultation to get started.
Jen Reisinger, MA, LMHC, PMH-C
Licensed Mental Health Counselor (Washington State)
Perinatal Mental Health Certification
EMDR Trained Therapist
Although you’re holding so much, you also may be experiencing a constant pressure to do it “right,” feeling on the edge of burnout, guilt around taking time for yourself or maybe even confusion around who you are in this messy season.
It makes sense that you’re feeling this way.
Being a human—it’s unpredictable and has a way of not going according to plan. You’ve been thrown a curveball, finding yourself in a season of life that looks so different than you anticipated.
it's messy
it's messy
When you’re in this season you’re being bombarded by
Monumental shifts: navigating infertility, miscarriage, entering motherhood and adjusting to life postpartum. Is it postpartum depression, postpartum anxiety, the baby blues? You wonder who you are now that you have added the role of “mom” to your list of titles.
Major loss, grief and trauma. Trauma and loss feels a whole lot like a rock through your living room window and turned everything (and I mean EVERYTHING) upside down.
Motherhood isn’t what you expected. Your feelings are complicated and complex. Life with this important role feels different than you thought it would. You’re grappling with intense emotion, comparison and deep desire to show up well.
Perfectionism and people pleasing isn’t helping. Your typical go-to strategies of high-achieving and constantly striving is leaving you feeling like you’re running on empty.
you’re ready for something new
Therapy that goes beyond the cookie-cutter approach which feels like you’re spinning your wheels
Learning how to actually hold your grief when you feel like it’s pulling you under every day
Being the mom you truly want to be while not getting lost in the shuffle of everyone’s needs
Strategies for managing the overwhelming flood of emotion and harsh self talk that pull you off course
Realistic and reasonable boundaries, challenging your inner people-pleaser
Challenging and re-writing unhelpful thinking patterns that are keeping you stuck
Deep self-compassion for the changes and loss you’re experiencing
Clarifying and reclaiming your identity. You’re ready dig deep into your healing and what truly lights YOU up
Ready to dive in? My practice takes an approach to therapy that meets your specific needs.
Therapy intensives: ditch the 45 minute rinse and repeat and instead carve out a longer stretch of focused time that support your accelerated healing and progress towards your goals.
EMDR therapy: EMDR is a therapeutic modality designed to leverage the healing power of your brain, moving you from feeling stuck in trauma and pain towards an adaptive, helpful and empowering sense of self.
Traditional therapy: Weekly support for living with major life adjustment, grief, postpartum and the messiness of being human.

alignment. healing. connection.
“For there is always light, if only we are brave enough to see it, if only we’re brave enough to be it.”
Amanda Gorman; The Hill We Climb