

Hey.
I'm Jessica!
(YOU CAN CALL ME JESS)
Licensed therapist, dog mom, and recovering pleasing perfectionist.
I’m happiest with chocolate peanut butter ice cream in one hand, my Kobo in the other, and zero plans to wash dishes.
As someone who’s been on both sides of the couch, I think therapy should feel like talking to a real person—someone with an actual personality, not just a head tilt and a bunch of psychobabble.
Jessica Haart, M.Ed, NCC, LPC
Therapist & Practice Owner

I Get It. You're Exhausted AF.
It’s okay to want more than just coping.
You’re the one who always shows up, always says yes, always holds it together. The one people count on, lean on, and, let’s be real—low-key take advantage of. Meanwhile, you’re running on fumes, secretly hoping someone else will take the damn lead for once.
But the second you even think about saying no? Boom—guilt. Anxiety. You backtrack and fall into old patterns.
I get it. I know what it’s like to feel stuck in that cycle—to believe that if you stop being everything for everyone, you’ll somehow become nothing. But here’s the thing: You’re not broken. You don’t need to be “fixed.” You just need to unlearn the bullshit that’s keeping you stuck.
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That's where I come in.
I help high-achieving, big-feeling Millennials who’ve always felt like the black sheep. The ones who look fine on the outside, but inside, they’re spiraling, second-guessing, and emotionally tapped out.
Drop the guilt.
No more second-guessing.
Stop overthinking.
No more apologizing for having needs.
Let’s do this. You ready?
Therapy with me is...




relaxed and conversational
emotional depth and occasional eff bombs
you showing up as you are—even if that means messy bun, no bra, and big feelings
no BS




Therapy with me is not...

me nodding silently while you spiral for 50 minutes
just venting about your feelings
endless “and how does that make you feel?” loops
a one-size-fits-all advice from a textbook I don’t even like
Stuff You Won't Find on Psychology Today...





If it involves a body of water or a Bravo marathon, I’m in. If it involves grocery shopping or small talk at a party? I’m out.
If you opened my fridge, you'd find leftover dim sum dumplings and shelves of condiments for my Nuggies.
I like to think I’m on top of my shit, but I can never remember where I parked my car after shopping.
If I hadn’t been a therapist, I would have been a dog walker living slow in Hawaii zig-zagging through the streets on my moped.
I am a dog mom to two rescue frenchies, Edmund and Piper, one of them drives a wheel chair.

HOW I CAN HELP
Just think how it would feel to...







Stop thinking everyone is mad at you
Simply say "no" to invites instead of stressing and inventing a fake emergency
Sleep through the night without cringing over texts from 2015
You wake up at 3AM cringing over texts from 2015
Set a boundary and not immediately follow it up with a 10-minute apology
Spend time alone without beating yourself to shit for being "lazy"
Ask for help before you explode over dirty dishes in the sink
Here's How It Works
It was a big step just getting here. Let's make this next part simple.

The First Move
It’s okay if it feels a little awkward. I got you. Use my client form, everything is done for you —just a couple clicks and you’re all set!
1

My Turn
I’ll introduce myself and ask you some questions to better understand what's going on - nothing too deep. I’ll answer any questions you have and we can see if we’re a good fit.
2

Start Therapy
(Don't overthink it)
Coffee in hand? Good. Sit Back. You made it. All you have to do is show up and I'll guide us through everything.