"Birthing a Vision: The Fear, Faith, and Future of My Big Black Therapist"

I didn’t always think I could do this.

The truth is, when I first sat down with the idea of My Big Black Therapist, I was carrying the weight of fear like an overpacked duffel. Fear of failure. Fear of being judged. Fear of stepping out with something I’d never seen done beforeespe, cially by someone who looked like me. But I also knew what I had to offer wasn’t just mine to sit on. It came from God. From my pain. From my healing. And from the communities I had seen underserved, misunderstood, and misrepresented in ALL spaces.

My Big Black Therapist was birthed not just to be a brand, it was a movement. I wanted people to feel seen and safe when they reached out for help. I wanted to show the world that therapy can hold a space for all and can truly unlock the chains of dispear and living for others.

This was never about perfection. It was about representation. It was about challenging what we accept as the norm and spread light on all our implicit biases. Im building a table where most wouldnt want to sit. With every workshop booked, every video created, and every DM from a brother or sister who said, “I needed that,” the vision continues to grow.

But don’t get it twisted. I still battle that inner fear sometimes. The “what if this doesn’t work?” voice. But what I’ve learned is that faith isn’t about having no fear, it’s about contuning to move inspite of that fear anyway. And so I move, knowing that this thing is bigger than me.