About Beth
I am no stranger to treatment resistant depression, anxiety, rumination, relational trauma, attachment wounds, debilitating grief, wildness. I would like to think that all of these various lives I've inhabited give me a sliver of perspective on just how hard life can be, but also how beautiful and full of possibilities. Living can be excruciatingly painful, yes, and we can do the hard things that expand our capacity for connection and support a sustainable sense of fulfillment and peace. That's my hope for you.
I was a sensitive, creative, wildly imaginative child who loved books, pretending, animals, music, learning anything and everything, and my dad. I grew up on Long Island, started skipping school and taking the commuter train into NY City to wander the lower east side when I was 12, moved to Fort Collins to live with my beloved sister when I was 13, went to a hippie, progressive boarding school on a cattle ranch on the western slope when I was 14. I did all the drugs. I stopped doing all the drugs. I wrote dreadful poetry. I spent four years with amazing adults who changed my life, encouraged me to sing, to write, and modeled for me how to channel that inner chaos into beautiful art. I moved to Boulder at 18 and spent some time at CU Boulder learning Russian, studying history, and imagining myself with a career that would have looked a lot like Fiona Hill's. I fell in love, fell out of love...and then someone gave me a guitar and changed my life.
At 22, I played my first open mic and dropped out of college the next day. I spent the next two decades as a working performing singer-songwriter, guitarist, recording artist, professional minivan driver. I've played for five people in Duluth, MN and for millions on CBS. I was fortunate enough to make a living doing what I loved most in life, to perform for incredible audiences, to play with astonishingly talented writers and musicians. Music was the lens through which I viewed and understood the world. It was my first language and it will always be my first love.
©2000 Tanya Briganti
There was a marriage, a house in the mountains, a quiet spell. I spent nearly two decades as a wife, during which I lived in Boulder, Nederland, Atlanta, the San Francisco Bay Area, back to Boulder. I came off the road and took care of a family, raised a couple of labrador retrievers (see: BabyDog), took time to be still and throw down roots, went through menopause, learned about relationships and, eventually, I experienced the end of mine.
In 2022, when my nearly 20 year marriage came to a close, I hadn't written professionally, played music, or worked in years. I had no college degree, no money, no career, no home, no way to support myself, and no clear future. I contacted CU Boulder, applied to be readmitted, and two months later, thanks to a scholarship provided by the Biden Administration, I stepped onto that gorgeous campus a 50 year old, first semester junior. I spent two years finishing my history degree, focusing on the history and social construction of menopause and aging in the U.S. I won a couple of awards for my writing, was published in the local newspaper, and at 52 I graduated with a plan to go to grad school for counseling psychology to become a therapist. Writer and musician to therapist? Quite frankly, I didn't want to see another woman struggle alone through the process of perimenopause as I (and many of my Gen X girlfriends) did. I see a deficit in the broader system and I want to be a small part of what fills the care gap and improves the social perception of life transitions. If you're reading this and questioning what the hell is going on in your body, your relationship, your emotional state, your sex life, all while feeling like you're on fire, I want you to know you are not alone and there is a place and community for you if you want to talk about it.
I graduated in June 2026 from University of Denver with a Master's in Counseling Psychology with a concentration in clinical mental health and have been seeing clients for more than a year in a private practice setting. I work primarily with adults struggling with issues relating to the changes that occur in menopause, aging, women's health, identity development, depression, anxiety, gender transition, big life changes, loss and grief, and relational trauma/attachment wounds. I see young people making the transition out of their twenties into the heart of adulthood. I see relationally avoidant men who struggle to identify and understand their emotions and want to feel an intimate connection with others. I see clients struggling with sexual pleasure who want to discover and explore kinks. I see many people who simply feel despair and want help in understanding how to feel better. I am warm, deeply relational, and work with a psychodynamic lens from a feminist orientation, validating, sometimes challenging, always client centered. Integrating dialectical behavior therapy skills, emotion focused therapy, acceptance and commitment therapy, mindfulness practices, and somatic techniques, I think there is value their combination. Jungian shadow work fascinates me and I think ketamine saves lives when done with healing intention. I am proud to say that I adore my clients and feel honored that I get to bear witness as they do the hard work to improve their lives, relationships, and wellbeing.
I am no stranger to treatment resistant depression, anxiety, rumination, relational trauma, attachment wounds, debilitating grief, wildness. I would like to think that all of these various lives I've inhabited give me a sliver of perspective on just how hard life can be, but also how beautiful and full of possibilities. Living can be excruciatingly painful, yes, and we can do the hard things that expand our capacity for connection and support a sustainable sense of fulfillment and peace. That's my hope for you.
When not seeing clients, I can be found hiking Colorado's gorgeous mountains, making soil and planting seeds, writing non-fiction, reading sci-fi or fat books on history, knitting strangely shaped hats, cooking extravagant meals and eating with my community, or snuggling with my labrador retriever, Ellie (aka: BabyDog).