Professional

I am Megan Strickland (She/Her) and I reside in Coley’s Point, Newfoundland and Labrador. 

I am a registered social worker with the Newfoundland and Labrador College of Social Workers (NLCSW). I have a Bachelor of Arts (psychology) Degree and Bachelor of Social Work Degree from Memorial University (MUN). I also have a Master of Social Work Degree, specializing in health, from University of Waterloo. 

I have a strong passion for grief therapy, but I also work in many other areas, including: depression, anxiety, intimate partner violence, ADHD, relationships issues, stress management, end of life care, life transitions, substance misuse, My goal is to provide comprehensive support, no matter what challenges you're facing.

I am trained in Essential Approaches to Palliative Care (LEAP), Assessing for Suicide in Kids Ages 5-14 (ASK), DBT Basics and Beyond, Single Session Services Training, First Light Indigenous Cultural Diversity Training, Works Applied Suicide, Intervention Skills Training (ASSIST), and Canadian Red Cross Standard First Aid Training.

I am planning to return to End Sexual Violence NL, in the Fall, as a support line volunteer. I took a break to complete my MSW and I'm looking forward to returning. 

I am a person who recently discovered I am neurodivergent and I’m still learning about my ADHD, how it shows up in my life, and what works for me in regards to coping. I was diagnosed with anxiety a few years ago and I'm now discovering that the anxiety I feel is actually a result of ADHD.

I am also a wife, book lover, a sister, and a fur mom to a cat (Mabel) and dog (Murphy). I love coffee and spending time outdoors. I will jump at any opportunity to go cod jiggin’ or have a boil up. When I’m not in the office or outside, you can find me cuddled up with Murphy and Mabel reading a book. I am a novice traveler and look forward to seeing more of the world. I lived and worked in northern Labrador for two years when I first finished my BSW—what an adventure!

I am someone who knew from a young age that I wanted to help people. My mom tells this hilarious story of me when I was around four years old, demanding that another girl share the skating aids at the Bay Arena (we used orange pylon cones back then). When she refused, I quickly tapped her on the helmet, took the extra pylon from her, and then promptly gave it to another child who needed it. Don’t worry-- now that I’m older, I advocate with my words rather than my hands.