Category Archives: Health

My Anxiety Wasn’t Real is FREE through 9/5!

My eBook My Anxiety Wasn’t Real: One Woman’s Experience with Mental Disorder is available FREE for Kindle on Amazon through Wednesday, September 5th.

Studies show that five percent of Americans are medically misdiagnosed in a given year, and that most Americans will be misdiagnosed at least once in their lifetime. It could happen to you, and it did happen to me. In My Anxiety Wasn’t Real, I describe how I was diagnosed with anxiety and was treated for it for nearly a year with no relief from my symptoms. That’s because I had been misdiagnosed – and you’ll be as shocked as I was to discover what the problem really was!

Have you had a similar experience of being misdiagnosed with anxiety? Let me know in the comments below – I’d love to hear your story, too!

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My Anxiety Wasn’t Real: One Woman’s Experience with Mental Disorder

My eBook My Anxiety Wasn’t Real: One Woman’s Experience with Mental Disorder is available FREE for Kindle on Amazon – today only!

Studies show that five percent of Americans are medically misdiagnosed in a given year, and that most Americans will be misdiagnosed at least once in their lifetime. It could happen to you, and it did happen to me. In My Anxiety Wasn’t Real, I describe how I was diagnosed with anxiety and was treated for it for nearly a year with no relief from my symptoms. That’s because I had been misdiagnosed – and you’ll be as shocked as I was to discover what the problem really was!

Have you had a similar experience of being misdiagnosed with anxiety? Let me know in the comments below – I’d love to hear your story, too!

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My Anxiety Wasn’t Real: One Woman’s Experience with Mental Disorder

Studies show that five percent of Americans are medically misdiagnosed in a given year, and that most Americans will be misdiagnosed at least once in their lifetime. It could happen to you, and it did happen to me. In My Anxiety Wasn’t Real, I describe how I was diagnosed with anxiety and was treated for it for nearly a year with no relief from my symptoms. That’s because I had been misdiagnosed – and you’ll be as shocked as I was to discover what the problem really was!

The eBook will be released on Wednesday, September 27th, and is currently available for pre-order on Amazon. It is being offered for the low introductory price of $0.99 and may also be read for FREE with Kindle Unlimited.

Have you had a similar experience of being misdiagnosed with anxiety? Let me know in the comments below – I’d love to hear your story, too!

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On Hearing of My Mother’s Death Six Years After It Happened is now FREE with Amazon Prime Reading!

Now FREE with Amazon Prime Reading!

That’s right – my memoir has been selected for Amazon’s Prime Reading program, which means that the eBook will be available free to all Amazon Prime members for a limited time. The book can be read on a Kindle or any other device using one of Amazon’s free apps.

This newly expanded version is nearly twice the length of the original book and contains eight new chapters. Download your free copy today!

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It was the spring of 1989. I was sixteen years old, a junior in high school and an honors student. I had what every teenager wants: a stable family, a nice home in the suburbs, a great group of friends, big plans for my future, and no reason to believe that any of that would ever change.

Then came my mother’s psychosis.

I experienced first-hand the terror of watching someone I loved transform into a monster, the terror of discovering that I was to be her primary victim. For years I’ve lived with the sadness of knowing that she, too, was a helpless victim – a victim of a terrible disease that consumed and destroyed the strong and caring woman I had once called Mom.

My mother’s illness took everything. My family, my home, my friends, my future. A year and a half later I would be living alone on the street on the other side of the country, wondering whether I could even survive on my own.

But I did. That was how my mother – my real mother – raised me. To survive.

She, too, was a survivor. It wasn’t until 2013 that I learned that she had died – in 2007. No one will ever know her side of the story now. But perhaps, at last, it’s time for me to tell mine.