Looking for an Aetna Therapist in Rochester, MI? I’m Accepting New Clients

Aetna therapist in Rochester

Therapy That Fits Your Life — And Your Insurance

Finding the right therapist can feel overwhelming — and even more so when you’re trying to stay in-network with your insurance plan. If you’re covered by Aetna and looking for a therapist in Rochester, MI, I’m currently accepting new clients and can help.

What I Help With

As a Licensed Professional Counselor (LLPC), I support adults working through challenges like:

  • Anxiety and chronic stress
  • ADHD and executive functioning struggles
  • Life transitions — career change, grief, relationship shifts
  • Burnout and emotional overwhelm

Whether you’re navigating a diagnosis, feeling stuck, or just trying to get back to yourself, therapy can provide clarity, structure, and meaningful change.

In-Network with Aetna

I’m an in-network provider with Aetna (as well as McLaren, WellCare, and others). That means:

  • Lower out-of-pocket costs
  • Easier access to care
  • Less paperwork or hassle for you

If you’re not sure whether your plan covers mental health services, I can help you verify benefits before our first session.

Why Work with a Local Aetna Therapist?

I serve clients across Rochester and the surrounding communities, offering both in-person and telehealth appointments. Because I live and work in the area, I understand the specific pressures, transitions, and cultural landscape that shape life here.

I also offer evening availability and flexible scheduling for working adults.

Next Steps — Book Your First Session

If you’re ready to work with an Aetna therapist in Rochester, MI, I’d be honored to connect with you.

📅 Click here to schedule a consultation or appointment

✅ If you have a different plan or are out-of-network, I can also provide superbills for reimbursement or discuss private pay options.

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