A Crafty Anxiety & ADHD Therapist

Your brain finally feels like a place you wanna be.

There’s a difference between having a life that looks fine from the outside… and creating a life that fits like your favorite sweater - handmade, uniquely shaped, and soft cozy dream.

hey brilliant burnout babe, you

I know how terrifying it is to look around your life and think, “how the hell did this get so loud?”
 Not just in your house, but in your head.
You’re juggling routines, reminders, and repressed emotions like it’s your side hustle.

You keep panic-Googling “why can’t I stick to anything” at 1am with a face mask on and laundry piles giving you side-eye.
You’ve got a new planner, five abandoned Notion templates, and a nervous system that’s been running on 3% since 2019.

And don’t forget your inner crew:

  • Self-Doubt (chronically online)

  • Imposter Syndrome (with a PhD in subtle sabotage)

  • The Overfunctioner (who thinks if you just find the right system, everything will click into place)

Meanwhile, your body’s like: “I need a nap, a scream, a snack, and maybe a decade sabbatical.”

You keep swearing you’ll “get your sh*t together” after this week, after this launch, after this hormone cycle.
But deep down—waaaay down, like “there’s-a-watercolor-you-painted-under-your-bed” down—you know this isn’t working.

You know you’re meant for more than just managing the chaos.
You know there's a version of you who’s not always braced for impact.

what do you need support with?

  • Overthinking Tangle

    Your brain has a 67 tab spreadsheet running at all times. Replaying conversations, decisions, emails. You call it “being responsible” - but it feels more like loops of tough love and emotional whiplash tightening around your heart.

  • Relationship Struggles

    You’re the one who keeps the peace, manages the schedules, smooths the rough edges. But inside? You’re lonely. Resentful. Exhausted. And then ashamed of feeling that way.

  • Motherhood Overwhelm

    You love your children - and the constant demands, dissolving identity, and completely depleted system is making you hate your life. You can’t planner your way out of this one babe.

Hey, hi, hello.

I already poured us some coffee and cast on matching raglan sweaters.

I’m Emilea Richardson

Woman, She/Her, Nervous System Nerd, Raised on gold stars and extra credit, Fiber arts evangelist, Emotionally fluent in Overthinking, Sworn Protector of all women who are tired of holding it all together…

What’s it worth to feel like your life isn’t group project you’re doing alone at midnight? You could keep white-knuckling your wya through on more week. Or you could…

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