A Shared Experience
When I reflect on my career, I see how the choice to become a social worker was instinctual. Much of my childhood experience was learning how to navigate the intersection of being young, female, and black. Learning to cope wasn’t optional, it was necessary for my survival. Whether I was trying to escape the increasingly dangerous streets of Los Angeles or figuring out how to assimilate into a culture and community that viewed me as inferior.
Even within my own family, I had to learn to overcome the generational trauma, secrecy, misogynist practices, and limiting cultural beliefs that became a part of my psychological blueprint. I was taught to serve others, to sacrifice my own needs, to shrink myself, to silence my voice, to fit in. So, it wasn’t surprising that I choose to go into a helping profession. It’s what I knew.
But the empathic, intuitive part of me knew better. She wanted to be free, she wanted to heal, she wanted to live her truth. And so, I set out on the journey to heal myself and was disappointed to discover that there were few quality resources for women of color.
Nikole Seals, MSW
If You Can’t Find It, Create It
When I couldn’t find the support and resources I needed, I decided to create it myself. Women of color need a place where we can be heard and be in community with other women who share our experiences. We need tools and resources that cater to our unique needs and helps to facilitate our emotional healing and sense of belonging.
My mission is to support and facilitate a shift in not only how women of color think, but in how society thinks about women of color.
“We should be thriving but too often we get stuck in the habit of surviving our circumstances.”
Educational & Professional Experience
Master’s degree in Social Work
Bachelor’s in science, Human Development
Instructor & Curriculum Developer at UCI
Clinical and non-clinical social work
Child welfare social work
Group facilitator and speaker
The Good Stuff
I’m highly sensitive to people’s (and animals!) energy and pain.
If a stray dog is on the side of the road, best believe I’m trying to rescue it.
I feel the need to save every glass jar I bring into my house.
I love to dance and will do so to the point of injury.
I refill my tank by spending time in nature and playing with my dog.
I swear when necessary and because it just feels right.
I think humor is more effective than anti-depressants.