Perspective Counseling for Behavioral Health, LLC

10/21/2025

When I think about everything I’ve walked through — every loss, every moment of grief — one truth stands out:
my faith has been my anchor. 🌿

It’s what steadied me when the grief felt like it might pull me under.
That’s something my mother gave me early on — the foundation of faith that has carried me through every storm.
What people often call my “strength” is really God’s grace.

It’s not that I don’t feel pain; it’s that I trust I won’t be consumed by it.

✨ Finding Meaning in Grief 🌿

Grief expert David Kessler teaches that meaning-making isn’t about explaining loss — it’s about learning to live with it.
Meaning doesn’t erase pain or imply that what happened was “meant to be.” Instead, it invites us to look for what endures — the love, the lessons, and the faith that remain even after everything changes.

For me, meaning has come through faith. I’ve learned to ask, What did my mother’s life teach me? How can I carry her strength and compassion forward? That process has helped transform my grief into purpose.

Finding meaning doesn’t close the chapter; it reshapes it. It allows us to keep writing our story with the person we’ve lost still woven into every line.

💭 How has faith or meaning shaped your own healing journey?

💭 What keeps you anchored when life feels heavy?

New Blog 👇🏾

My mother gave me many things, but the greatest gift she left me was my faith. Here’s how it anchored me in grief — and how memories can keep your loved one close.

10/07/2025

Strength in Grief (2020 Reflections – Part 3 of 5)

Sometimes “strength” looks like sitting quietly, holding it all together when no one’s watching.

After my mother transitioned, people often told me how strong I was.
They meant it as encouragement — a way of recognizing that I was still showing up, still handling responsibilities, still moving through each day.

But strength doesn’t mean the absence of pain. And it doesn’t mean we don’t need support. 🌿

As a grief counselor, I’ve learned that “strong” can sometimes become a shield — a way to survive what feels unbearable. The people who seem to be coping “well” are often the ones who receive the least support.
Strength and vulnerability can exist side by side. You can be strong enough to take care of responsibilities and still feel fragile inside.

✨ New on the blog: “When ‘Strong’ Feels Like a Shield” — 2020 Reflections – Part 3 of 5
Link in bio…

If you’ve been called strong in your own grief, how did it feel?

09/23/2025

Three weeks before my mother passed, I had a dream. We were sitting at a desk in a funeral home, making arrangements together. At the time, I didn’t fully understand what it meant. Looking back, I believe it was both her way — and God’s way — of preparing me for the role I would soon need to step into. 🌿

Grief often calls us to make meaning out of what doesn’t fully make sense. For some, it’s a dream. For others, it’s a sudden feeling or sign that shows up when you least expect it. These moments don’t erase the pain, but they help us hold both the sorrow of loss and the comfort of what remains — the love, the memories, the connection that endures.

✨ New on the blog: Dreams and Intuition Before Loss (2020 Reflections – Part 2 of 5).

Read here 👇🏾

Three weeks before my mother passed, I had a dream that I didn’t fully understand until after she was gone. Here’s how that moment prepared me — and what it taught me about the connection between intuition and grief.

09/11/2025

As a trauma-informed therapist, I know how important it is to honor an individual’s perspective. What happened to you matters.

But sometimes, we get caught in the spiral of “it happened” or “it’s still happening.” We feel stuck in sadness, grief, loss — boxed in, controlled, and held back. This is especially true when the pain comes from the workplace.

In those moments, it’s easy to focus only on what the system won’t give you: the support, the recognition, the resources, the “yes” you’ve been waiting for. But what can get lost is this truth: you still have power.

Today, I spoke with a client who felt targeted at work. For a year, her director refused to support her in pursuing a new credential. she wanted the job to pay for it.

She felt dismissed, devalued, and blocked. But here’s what she shared — she went after it anyway. And she earned the credential.

It was a reminder: we have to stop giving our jobs all the leverage. Your growth, your goals, your healing do not have to be defined by what your workplace approves or funds. You have it in you to go after what you want for yourself.

09/09/2025

As I release today’s Part 1 of “2020 Reflections: A Grief Blog Series”. I realize that I experienced grief long before my mother passed.

“I grieved the disconnection and the loneliness that came with it. And when it’s about your parent, that grief can be complicated — because people often say things like “but that’s still your mom” or “you only get one mother.” None of those statements made it easier to bare”.

✨ If you’ve ever carried grief in your parent relationship, please know you’re not alone. Your feelings are valid, even when others don’t understand them. Healing begins with permission to tell the truth about your own story.

***Please note: this series will be release biweekly…

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Before my mother passed, our relationship went through a transformation I’ll always be grateful for. We moved from tension and distance to tenderness and peace — and it changed the way I experienced grief. Here’s how healing beforehand made all the difference.

08/29/2025

Grief is not only sadness…

08/29/2025

Grief shows up in:
* The breakup that ended your sense of safety
* The job you built your identity around
* The childhood you never got to have
* The parts of yourself you lost to trauma, caretaking, or survival
Sometimes we grieve people who are still alive. Sometimes we grieve versions of ourselves we can’t get back. Sometimes we grieve the life we thought we’d have.

08/28/2025

Grief doesn’t follow neat stages. It loops, it spikes, it hides. Especially when trauma is in the mix.
You might also explain that grief isn’t linear — and that anger, rage, dissociation, or even physical pain can be valid grief responses.

08/27/2025

Mindset doesn’t form in isolation. 💭

A reader recently shared that an interesting next step would be not just talking about mindset in relationships, but also asking: what shaped that mindset?

That’s so true — our mindset is influenced by our upbringing, lived experiences, past relationships, and even unhealed wounds.

💬 Imagine the depth of connection if we not only recognized our mindset but also communicated what shaped it with our partner. It shifts the conversation from “this is just how I am” to “this is why I see things this way.”

👉 What experiences do you think shaped your mindset in relationships?

08/26/2025

We don’t talk enough about how mindset influences relationships.
We highlight values, morals, finances, and goals — but mindset is often the silent factor that determines whether a relationship grows or struggles.
Think about it…
When someone sends their “representative” instead of being real — that’s mindset.
When one partner grows while the other stays stuck — that’s mindset.
When words say “commitment” but actions don’t line up — that’s mindset.
Of course, ego, pride, and unhealed wounds play a role too. But mindset quietly shapes whether love thrives or falls apart.

✨ I shared more thoughts on this in my latest blog:

https://euniceecurry.wixsite.com/perspectiveandconvos/post/mindset-in-relationships

👉 What story is your mindset telling in your relationships

We don’t talk enough about how mindset influences the success or challenges that show up in relationships. We often highlight the foundation

08/25/2025

Grief is the emotional, psychological, physical, and even spiritual reaction to loss. It doesn’t just live in the heart — it lives in the nervous system. And it doesn’t only show up as sadness. It can be numbness, rage, guilt, confusion, relief, or even anxiety.

08/19/2025

🕊️ New Blog…

I share this today in honor of Mark who lost his beloved companion Scooby yesterday… interesting I had already went through my experience of letting go before I recieved the news about Scooby… 🕊️

Today, while cleaning out my laundry room, I came face-to-face with something I’d been avoiding for years: a small gift bag holding the last of my cat Max’s things. Inside were reminders of her final days—half a bag of food, the IV, needles, pet soap, and salmon oil. For a long time, I tucked ...