Hi all my name is Marisa. I grew up on the South Shore, surrounded by family, friends, and the kind of everyday support that taught me early on how much we all need connection. Being one of five siblings meant there was never a quiet moment, but it also meant I learned how to listen, communicate, and stay grounded in the middle of chaos — skills that have definitely carried into my work as a therapist.

I’ve always been drawn to understanding people and what helps them feel safe, seen, and supported. That curiosity led me to social work, where I found a field that combines compassion, curiosity, and the privilege of walking alongside others through life’s challenges.

Outside of the therapy room, I’m a self-proclaimed homebody who loves simple comforts. You’ll usually find me binge-watching shows, coloring or doing something crafty, traveling, hiking, or sitting by the beach listening to the waves. I live with my beloved indoor cat, Clover, who is convinced the basement is a dangerous place. For the record, I agree. Also, I do not like pickles, which I’ve been told is controversial, but I’m standing by it.