About Steven Mollura
Who I Am
I became a therapist because I know what it’s like to be broken, afraid, and powerless in ways no one else sees. I know what it’s like to carry grief, rage, self-doubt, and hatred like a millstone around my neck. To look functional on the outside and still feel like I’m drowning.
This work isn’t just another job for me. It’s personal and it always has been.
Before I sat in the therapist’s chair, I spent years in my own shadow, facing the parts of me that lied, ran, lashed out, dissociated, and shut down.
That’s why I can sit with you in the dark without flinching. That’s why I can walk into hell with you, eyes wide open.
Real transformation is messy, sacred, and often brutal. It’s the kind of work that costs something, but gives you your life back. I’m not here to save you. I’m here to walk beside you while you learn how to hold and heal your own soul.
The Interesting Stuff
Enlisted in the Army at 17. Deployed to Iraq at 19. Learned how fucked up it is to be treated like an idiot while being willing to kill, bleed, and die for your country. Honorably discharged in 2013. The Army made me a better man, and a better human being, and I will never put on a uniform again.
I’m a giant nerd and you’ll often find me at anime conventions, because anime and fantasy shaped me. I grew up on Dragon Ball Z, and I try to embody the lessons about growth, struggle, and becoming who you’re meant to be. I am obsessed with Vtubers and Vtubing, and I’m building toward becoming a mental health-focused VTuber.
I’m a traveling therapist. You’ll see different backgrounds in my video calls because I live what I preach: freedom, depth, connection, and movement. Ask me about my adventures, like spending half a year doing full-time van life, mostly in Florida, in the depths of summer, without air conditioning. Or the the anime rave in Shibuya with pornstars I met that morning. Or guest speaking on a panel in Costa Rica. Or that time a storm tried to kill me at a metal festival.
Raised Catholic which taught me to fear my desires and see my doubts as moral failures. Rejected it all and swung hard into militant atheism. Now I’m neither. Ask me how religion was used to carve fear into my bones, and how I finally learned to accept my own desires, humanity, and story.
The Boring Stuff (Skip if you don’t care)
Licensed Mental Health Counselor in Florida, Pennsylvania, and New York
Master’s in Mental Health Counseling from University of Central Florida one of the top CACREP-accredited programs in the U.S.
Bachelor’s in Psychology from University of Pittsburgh
Specialized training in: shadow work, existential therapy, storytelling, trauma processing, and parts work
Clinical experience in medical hospitals, psychiatric units, dual diagnosis facilities, and private practice