Alyssa Bostwick, LCSW



Welcome! I’m Alyssa
Bostwick, LCSW
I want to give a personal “hello! glad you’re here!” and share some about me. I’m a therapist that values authenticity & realness. I really don’t know how to do fake- so I will bring my full self including my love of people, pursuit of honesty, fierce drive for justice, and my nerdy loves of neuroscience, attachment, emotions, theology, and relationships. I’ve been practicing since I graduated in 2016 and love being a therapist. The more I learn about how we’re designed and help people get into that flow of transformance, the more I love Jesus all over again. I am a mom, and a wife, and someone learning to thrive with their own history of trauma.


  • Master of Social Work Degree (MSW) from University of Denver 2016
  • Certified Pastoral Counselor- Liberty University 2019
  • Bachelors of Arts (BA) in Psychology & Communications from University of Denver 2014

Professional Experience

  • Group faith based practice- Therapist at MyCounselor.Online since February 2020
  • Group faith based practice-Supervisory roles at MyCounselor.Online since August 2020
  • Residential- Therapist at Third Way Center from May 2016-April 2020
  • Day Treatment— Therapy Intern at Aurora Mental Health’s Metro’s Children’s Center 2015-2016
  • Case Management- Client Advocate Intern at The Action Center 2014-2015

Advanced Trainings

  • Accelerated Experiential Dynamic Psychotherapy (AEDP) Essential Skills 1- currently enrolled (AEDP Level II will be completed spring of 2023)
  • Certified Unwanted Guide through Jay Stringer and the Journey Course – Spring of 2022
  • Emotion Focused Therapy (EFT) Certification Supervision- currently engaged in
  • Emotion Focused Therapy (EFT) Core Skills Fall of 2021
  • Emotion Focused Therapy (EFT) Externship Spring of 2021
  • Medical Issues in Sex Therapy at Institute for Sexual Wholeness April of 2021
  • Accelerated Experiential Dynamic Psychotherapy (AEDP) Immersion- Spring 2021 (Level I)
  • Introduction to Sex Therapy at Institute for Sexual Wholeness October 2020
  • SYMBIS Certified through Saving Your Marriage Before It Starts- Summer of 2020

In all of this training, one thing that stands out to me is that research has redefined what trauma is. It is now thought of as unwilled and unwanted aloneness in the face of unbearable circumstances. Without the presence of an accessible, responsive and secure other, we are left to our defenses. Overtime, what we once used to survive the unbearable is actually outgrown. In the outgrowing we begin to feel how much we have actually suffered in this life. We begin to see the manifestations of anxiety, depression, sexual dysfunction, relational distress, and so on. To heal, we must feel all that we have experienced in the presence of someone who can pace us and regulate us. And in this connection with another, we heal. We were never designed to be alone- it is in the undoing of our aloneness, in the correcting of the violation to our humanity, that we heal. 

For those who want to know about me personally, this next part is for you! I want to invite you into a little bit of my story for the purpose of helping you determine if I am the therapist for you. Research says that the number one contributor to a client’s progress is the client’s felt sense of being cared for and understood by the therapist, not that the therapist has had the same story. There is a neurobiological phenomenology in relationships called resonance— this is feeling seen and known without much being said. As you read my story, check-in with yourself. Do you have a resonance, a felt sense that I get you? It’s a weird question — just let yourself go with it 🙂 

My Story

I am a therapist, wife, mother, daughter, sister, friend, and woman. And within all of these, I feel the echoes of trauma.

I grew up within a family marked by incredible dysfunction. To list them doesn’t do it justice. And even as I write this I feel the tension of how we all see it so differently, and in the lack of sameness lies even more pain. I want to honor all the stories that come from my family, even if they disagree with mine- they, collectively, are the truths of who we are. This is just a sliver of the truth of mine. I hope this small opening into my heart, my body’s memory, and into my story may help you know that your story can find solace here.

I have been on my own healing journey for almost 12 years now. This journey did not begin with a gentle siren calling into my consciousness, a pull from the Divine, or a single moment of awakening. It began with a shove.

I always knew that we weren’t normal, we definitely weren’t healthy, and we absolutely were not fully thriving. But I did believe that we managed to survive by becoming a band of women. My father struggled with addictions, empathy, shame, and on it goes. My mother, my sisters and I managed by going through it together. My healing journey began with me viscerally being kicked out of that band.

I was told I was pathological. This did not match my experience of myself. But it was said in unison, as if it was the golden truth, as if there was no room for anything else to be true. This was the starting line of my healing journey.

In this place of isolation, I began the journey of learning my story and finding my way into wholeness.

If you know me, I greatly desire to be known. So, when someone shares their experience of me with me, I take it as feedback, I sit with it, never just discard it.

I sat with my family’s description—pathological—and I tried to learn and see what they saw.

I learned that my pathology was anger and my anger was just trying to be a good parent when I didn’t have one to protect me. As you might have read already, I don’t know how to do fake, so when other’s in my family might have learned to be a peacekeeper and cause no hiccups or to be the life of the party and to always be fine, I was real with my anger. You can imagine the contrast that was.

I learned to embrace realness and honesty as my modes of operating, and the outcome was that I needed anger less. But in this realness came the flood of emotion that had been numbed by my anger. This flood caused anxiety attack upon anxiety attack because I was doing it alone and I was out of practice of actually feeling. I would find myself in the fetal position, weeping on pee-stained public restroom floors, with a different band of women witnessing me.

As I found a good therapist, read good books, and found some good friends, I began the work of truly healing. This is what I learned from my experience of what is required:

  • A safe enough relationship for me to take risks within
  • This relationship being with someone who can hold my pain and give me what others could not
  • Courage to tell the naked truth, and letting them catch me, rather than me trying to catch myself
  • Me learning and giving myself permission to feel the pain of it
  • Me no longer trying to protect myself or others
  • Facing the fear of what they might think once they know everything
  • Someone who will always see the best in me even when they know the worst of it

This has taken me years. It has taken me befriending my body and my emotions, and beginning to put language to what I am feeling, rather than dissociating. It then required the vulnerability and courage to let someone else into the journey with me. Friends, it took a lot of people dropping me before I found the right people who could hold this with me. It was in the act of being caught that I began to receive what I had always been missing. And in these relationships is where I healed, it was not in isolation.

I learned that it was in the context of the care of another that we heal, it is not in our own strength, our own opinion, how hard we try to know ourselves; it cannot be done alone. I believe it took me so long to begin to heal because it took me forever to finally let people in.

In the safety of connection, in the full experience of healthy relationships, I began to truly understand my story. It was no longer fact and history, but something new and real being birthed out of my healthy relationships. It was in the connection with my therapist, my husband, and very dear friends that I told my full story, was loved in my full story, and I found who the full me was. And the more me I found, the deeper I experienced Jesus’ love, kindness, forgiveness, and leading.

Because I have lived in trauma, walked the path of recovery and found healing in connection with people, I am a full believer of therapy. It isn’t psychobabble, it isn’t advice, it is a sense of being found and a sense of belonging that you get to take into the world with you. I hope that you decide to invest into yourself. If I could gently invite you, please join me on this journey. You are worth it.