Katelynn Scannell- Licensed Professional Counselor

06/10/2025

I currently have openings every other Wednesday!

06/03/2025

TO MY AMAZING, BRAVE and HARDWORKING CLIENTS,

Now that I have finally established a summer schedule, Thank you—from the bottom of my heart—for your continued patience, understanding, and support as I navigate a schedule that often shifts with the ever-changing needs of my son.

I know it’s not always convenient when appointments have to be rearranged… or when a little one occasionally joins me at work. I recognize it can be disruptive, and yet so many of you continue to respond with kindness, flexibility, and grace. I don’t take that for granted—thank you.

As a single mom without nearby family and with nearly full-time custody, my weeks often require constant adjustments. But I know I’m not alone—many of you are navigating your own versions of this. Whether it's parenting, single parenting, or simply managing the weight of competing responsibilities, I see you.

That shared understanding—of what it means to show up even when it’s hard—is something I deeply respect.

This work we do together isn't just about time slots and sessions. It’s about holding space, building trust, and doing the emotional heavy lifting—often while juggling so much outside of the therapy room. I’m grateful that you allow me the grace to do the same in my own life.

So thank you for allowing me the space to honor both of my roles. Your grace helps me be both the therapist I aim to be and the mother my son deserves.

That’s a gift I will never stop being thankful for.

With love and appreciation,
Katelynn 💛

01/04/2025

Healing while co-parenting can be a tough journey, but it’s essential for both you and your child to find peace and clarity. Discover strategies to navigate this experience without compromising your wellbeing.

Dive deeper into this important topic:https://www.perfectly-imperfect-healing.com/post/healing-while-co-parenting

Healing from someone who hurt you is already tough—but trying to heal while still having to see them, talk to them, and make decisions together? That’s a whole different challenge. Co-parenting with someone you share a complicated past with feels like walking a tightrope between keeping your pea...

11/27/2024

I heard it my whole life, like it was some kind of warning. But then I did—I had a child just like me. And you know what? It’s not hard. It’s beautiful.

He gets scared easily, just like I do. He feels things deeply, and his empathy is a mirror of mine. He looks for safety and reassurance in the same way I always have. And yes, he calls me out on my bu****it, just like I’ve always done with others. He’s honest, raw, and unafraid to show the world who he is.

Having a child like me has been the greatest lesson. I see in him all the things I once thought were flaws in myself—and they are anything but. He’s taught me how easy it is to be kind, to nurture, and to create a safe space for him to just be.

They told me, ‘wait till you have a child like you.’ Well, I did—and he’s showing me how lovable I’ve always been. 💕

10/29/2024

I was in survival…

You know you’re just surviving when each day feels like something to “get through” rather than something to experience. Survival mode feels like living on autopilot, constantly scanning for threats, even in safe spaces, and rarely feeling at ease. You’re never truly present because part of you is always braced, waiting for something to go wrong.

In survival, rest doesn’t feel restful. Even if you sleep, you rarely wake up feeling refreshed, and things that once brought you joy barely register. Your decisions revolve around minimizing risk rather than pursuing happiness, and you may find yourself shutting down emotionally just to avoid the vulnerability of being hurt.

It’s the small things, too. You flinch at unexpected sounds, struggle to trust good moments, and feel a tightness in your chest or stomach you can’t shake. It’s as if there’s an invisible weight you’re carrying, one that keeps you looking over your shoulder. When you’re only surviving, peace feels like a distant concept, something you glimpse from afar but can’t quite reach.

10/28/2024

Are you living or are you merely surviving?

You know you’re just surviving when each day feels like something to “get through” rather than something to experience.

For many years, that word defined me. Survival was a heavy weight on my chest, stealing my breath and robbing me of sleep. Every day was laced with fear, and I lived on edge, braced for the next storm.

When I became a mother, that fear only deepened. It was as if every protective instinct I’d ever felt multiplied tenfold, amplifying the sense of danger around every corner. My heart beat faster, my mind raced harder, and I felt the weight of not just my own survival, but my child’s. It was overwhelming, living in that heightened state, yet I couldn’t turn it off.

Now, as I start to release that fear and find safety within myself, I’m discovering a side of me I barely knew—a part that’s learning to live, not just survive.

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10/22/2024

Mamas, I see you. I hear you.

Motherhood is the most rewarding yet challenging journey I've ever embarked on. Beneath the smiles and the joy, there are countless mothers silently struggling. They're judged for the choices they make, and in reality, many of them are just trying to survive—exhausted, overwhelmed, and battling waves of anxiety, loneliness, and depression. It's heartbreaking to think about how many mothers are sitting alone, questioning their worth, asking themselves if they are enough for their children, and wondering what they got themselves into.

Yes, motherhood is an incredible experience, filled with moments of pure love and fulfillment, but it can also be deeply difficult. We're told to be grateful, reminded that we are blessed to have these little ones, and while that's true, it doesn't erase the struggles. We are still human beings, with needs, emotions, and limits. We’re allowed to have tough days, to admit when we’re struggling, and to ask for help. Yet, too often, mothers are overlooked, their struggles dismissed or hidden behind closed doors. It's time we see them, hear them, and understand that even in their moments of exhaustion and doubt, they are doing something extraordinary. Motherhood is not just about raising children; it's about surviving the many battles no one else sees.

10/17/2024

“Oh my gosh, she’s crazy, psycho”

There are people who may label others as unpredictable, emotionally charged, or even aggressive, while someone else might affirm that the same person has offered them appreciation, respect, and a sense of security and calm. It’s worth considering both perspectives. Many of us reflect the energy we receive—when faced with confusion and gaslighting, we may appear unstable, but when met with clarity, authenticity, leadership, and genuine care, a very different side can emerge. Reciprocity is key, though it can be a difficult concept for some to grasp.

A significant realization for many is the understanding that neglecting oneself in the pursuit of another’s love and attention is not true love. In this process, people often lose their sense of self, forsaking the values and boundaries that are core to their identity.

When we find ourselves in situations where we don’t belong and choose to stay, we sacrifice our true essence. It’s our responsibility to leave when a situation no longer serves us, and loving oneself enough to make that choice is crucial. Otherwise, we may find ourselves resorting to yelling, begging, and accepting repetitive, unhealthy behaviors that don’t align with who we are.

Self-forgiveness is a journey that many struggle with, as shame and guilt often follow when we look back on actions we’re not proud of. Yet, it’s important to acknowledge that in those moments, our behavior was human. If we find ourselves in a similar situation again, we can choose differently, and that’s where our power lies.

So, forgive yourself for not knowing better at the time, and for the ways you protected yourself during difficult moments. You’re not “crazy”; you were in pain and perhaps compromising your own values. Maybe it’s time to re-evaluate.

10/10/2024

I’ve been reviewing my time as an adult, and after careful consideration, I’d like to formally step down from the position. Turns out, I’m not in the headspace to manage taxes, grocery shopping, raising a child or pretending to know how a 401k works. I respectfully request a return to the days when my biggest decision was whether to play outside or watch cartoons!

10/04/2024

I feel so lucky to have this handsome little man in my life. People often comment that I baby him or say he needs to do this or that, but I think they forget—he’s only lived six short years on this earth. My goal is to keep him little as long as possible, to protect that precious innocence, and not rush him into growing up too fast.

He rarely watches TV, and the only time he gets a tablet is for learning games, maybe once every couple of months. Instead, he plays. He plays with toys, he plays outside. He cooks with me, he cleans with me, and through all of it, he’s learning about the world in the best way possible—through hands-on experiences and time spent together.

He’s kind, he’s thoughtful, and he’s still little, and that’s exactly the way I want it. I’m giving him the childhood he deserves, not robbing him of it through constant screens and distractions. There’s something so beautiful about watching him simply enjoy being a child, and I intend to protect that as long as I can.

If he needs to sleep with me, he gets to. He knows that snuggles are always available—anytime of the day. If he needs a hug, he asks, and if he’s scared, he tells me. That’s the kind of safety and comfort I want him to feel, the kind of love that lets him know I’m always here for him. It’s important to me that he knows he can come to me for anything, whether it’s a cuddle or a comforting word, because that’s the foundation of the security I want him to have in his life.

09/21/2024

The moment my son was born, I knew I’d never be alone again. As soon as I saw his tiny face, everything clicked. This little person was a part of me, and I’d be his forever. It was like all the emptiness I’d ever felt just disappeared. No matter what, I’d always have him, and he’d always have me. In that moment, I knew that even on the hardest days, I’d never truly be alone, because he’d always be there, my reason and my everything. ❤️