Jennifer Nguyen, MA, LMFT
(She/Her/Hers)
About Jennifer
I have a deep passion for wanting to serve marginalized communities. Especially, people of color, those within the LGBTQIA+ community, partnerships and families of all forms, 1st/2nd+ generation of immigrants, and those wanting to explore the relationship between spirituality and queerness.
Therapy with me is tailored and built collaboratively to each systems’ needs. Personally, being born in a Vietnamese immigrant household has given me a rich appreciation for the various systems that a person finds themselves in daily. You can expect a dynamic that honors those systems and the journey that has brought you here. I would be humbled to hold space for you, to listen deeply to your stories, and witness all the intersections in your life. I honor all the facets that bring you to therapy and the roots of all the aspects of your life that will assist in healing you. When I’m not in session, you’ll find me off trying to find good food. If I am situated here in Minnesota I adore exploring the local food scene, solving escape rooms, and building my shundo Pokedex in Pokemon Go-p. Relationally, I love eating and cooking with my family, partner, and friends and being an exhausted parent to my pitty and staffy- Baby and Bento.
Trainings:
Anchored Relational Therapy, Brainspotting I, Gottman Level 1
MBTI:
ESFP
Enneagram:
Type 2
Favorite quote:
“Let no one mistake us for the fruit of violence – but that violence, having passed through the fruit, failed to spoil it.”
—Ocean Vuong, On Earth We’re Briefly Gorgeous

INNER CHILD/YOUNGER ME:
As the oldest child of immigrants, I learned early that my worth was tied to how much I could help—paying bills at twelve, advocating for my parents, and always putting others first. On my last day of school before moving, I gave away my most prized possessions—my Pokémon and Yu-Gi-Oh! cards—because giving was how I showed love.
It’s humbling to remember that the same kind, resourceful child who navigated an uncertain world still lives within me. Now, I realize love also means holding on—to joy, to play, and to the child within me who deserved as much care as they gave.
