Kristy Rebenchuk, BA, MSW, RSW

(she/her)

Registered Clinical Social Worker


Available Daytime (In-person), Evenings and Weekends (Virtually)

Accepting New Clients

In-Person and Virtual

Offers Direct Billing

Therapy can feel intimidating and scary. You may be wondering who you’ll be sharing some of the most personal parts of your life with, what it will feel like to say things out loud, or even what might happen once you do.

I deeply value trust and relationship building. From the beginning, I strive to help you feel safe and genuinely supported by creating a space where you can fully express yourself without judgment.

With a foundation of trust, mutual respect, and safety, clients have often expressed surprise at how deeply they’ve been able to explore the things that have held them back in their lives. With some gentle pushes along the way, we work together with compassion and care toward healing.

I am a Registered Social Worker with the College of Social Workers (License #4919). I graduated from the University of Manitoba with a Master’s in Social Work in 2019 and from the University of Winnipeg with a Bachelor of Arts in 2008. Over the course of my career, I have worked internationally, as well as in Vancouver and Winnipeg, supporting individuals throughout their healing journeys. More specifically, I have worked with individuals through various stages of healing from addiction, relationship breakdown, body image concerns, eating disorders, mental health challenges, and complex trauma.

My own interest in becoming a therapist is rooted in personal experience with trauma. Whether it’s trauma by commission (what was done to us) or trauma by omission (what we needed but wasn’t available or offered), I understand the experience and its effects firsthand.

For me, I eventually realized how my own trauma was impacting my relationships, self-esteem, sense of worth, and quality of life. I felt like I was in constant survival mode, always waiting for something bad to happen and preparing for the worst. At times, it felt like I was literally suffocating. I lived like this for much too long.

Therapy has been, and continues to be, a lifeline for me. It has helped me build a better understanding of myself while giving me tools to work through painful memories. I believe this strengthens who I am as a therapist. I not only bring my qualifications and experience as a clinician, but my own lived experience too.

I get it.


I have travelled to and lived in numerous countries abroad. The first time I moved out of my family home, I decided to move to China! I spent a few wonderful years learning the language, the culture and of course, enjoying the incredible food. I worked in the humanitarian field following this experience throughout my undergrad and worked in a disaster zone following an earthquake while living in Indonesia. My travels have been both exhilarating and challenging, having travelled by myself. I learned that the world is much more connected than the news would have us believe and that our shared humanity is incredibly inspiring. I am a deeply curious person and travelling gave me an opportunity for my curiosity to run wild! Now as a parent, I have introduced the passion of travel onto my children and I am proud to see their imaginations and curiosity growing everyday. 

It is not the critic who counts: not the man who points out how the strong man stumbles or where the doer of deeds could have done better. The credit belongs to the man who is actually in the arena, whose face is marred by dust and sweat and blood, who strives valiantly, who errs and comes up short again and again, because there is no effort without error or shortcoming, but who knows the great enthusiasms, the great devotions, who spends himself in a worthy cause; who, at the best, knows, in the end, the triumph of high achievement, and who, at the worst, if he fails, at least he fails while daring greatly, so that his place shall never be with those cold and timid souls who knew neither victory nor defeat.”

—Theodore Roosevelt

Speech at the Sorbonne, Paris, April 23, 1910