THERAPY FOR Therapists in Tennessee & Florida
therapy for Black female therapistS in Tennessee and Florida
Therapy for Black Women Helping Professionals
You’re the one everyone turns to.
You listen. You hold space. You carry the weight.
But when was the last time you were held?
This space is for Black women therapists—helpers, healers, educators, supervisors—who are done with survival mode and ready for something softer, slower, and more sustainable.
Being a Black Woman Therapist Comes With a Double Weight
You’re not just a therapist—you’re a therapist who’s been trained to override your needs.
You know the theory. You know the tools.
But none of that protects you from:
Burnout masked as “doing your job well”
Compassion fatigue you don’t have space to admit
Clients (and colleagues) projecting strength onto you
Navigating whiteness in your workplace, your caseload, your body
You’re exhausted. Not because you’re doing too much—but because you’ve been too much for too long.
Meet Dr. Cecily Moore, Therapist for Black Female Therapists
I’m Dr. Cecily Moore—licensed therapist, counselor educator, womanist practitioner, mother, military spouse, and a recovering Strong Black Woman who got tired of holding it all.
I know what it’s like to hold everything together while falling apart inside. I help Black women therapists unlearn what the world told us we had to be—and finally feel safe enough to rest, rage, grieve, and rebuild.
My work supports Black women therapists in reclaiming rest, healing survival-mode habits, and building lives we don’t need to escape from.
This Space Is For You If...
You're a licensed or pre-licensed Black woman therapist (LMHC, LPC, LMSW, MFT, etc.)
You’ve started to resent the work that once gave you purpose
You’re carrying grief, rage, numbness, or a deep ache to stop overfunctioning
You’re ready to be supported like you support others
You're rethinking what rest, recovery, and freedom could look like
What If Therapy Was Where You Could Finally Fall Apart?
This isn’t therapy that pathologizes your pain or makes you prove you’re struggling.
This is therapy that centers:
Unlearning the Strong Black Woman narrative
Rest as resistance
EMDR and somatic work to support nervous system healing
A trauma-informed space that doesn’t require translation
Because you deserve to show up without the mask
You deserve a place to cry, rage, unravel, exhale, and slowly remember who you are beneath the role.
I see you. And I’m here when you’re ready to choose you.
You Don’t Have to Carry This Alone.
Ready to start therapy?
Let’s talk and see if we’re a good fit. I offer 1:1 virtual therapy for Black women therapists in Tennessee and Florida.
This Is for You If…
You’re a Black woman therapist who knows how to show up for everyone else—but struggles to ask for help
The work you once loved now feels heavy, hollow, or hard to return to
You're holding emotions you've never had space to name: rage, grief, confusion, detachment
You’re craving rest, but guilt makes it feel dangerous
You're reimagining your life—and wondering who you are without the cape
This isn’t for you if…
You’re looking for surface-level coping skills without digging into the root
You’re not ready to unlearn the Strong Black Woman identity
You’re committed to pushing through, even when your body is begging for rest
You expect therapy to “fix” you without disrupting anything
You’re not open to naming how racism, capitalism, and patriarchy impact your well-being
This space is sacred. And it’s built for those who are ready—even if they’re scared.
You Might Be Thinking...
“I should be able to handle this on my own.”
You have handled a lot on your own—but that’s part of the problem.
This space invites you to lay it down.
You don’t need more willpower. You need room to be human.
“I already know all the therapy tools—I teach them.”
Exactly. But this isn’t about what you know.
This is about what your nervous system believes is safe.
Knowing the work and receiving the work are two different things.
“I don’t have time for therapy.”
Let’s be honest—you’re already paying the cost of not having time.
In exhaustion. In resentment. In health scares.
This isn’t just therapy. This is your exit ramp from survival mode.
“Is it really that serious?”
Yes, sis. It is.
Chronic strength is killing us softly.
You don’t need a crisis to make a change. You just need a moment of truth—and a safe place to land.