When I was 41, an episode of Generalized Anxiety Disorder nearly killed me. This is how I fought my way back.
In January of 2008, upon my discharge from a psychiatric ward following a violent suicide attempt, I stood 5’ 7” and weighed 93 pounds. I had had two major surgeries and was covered with scars. My short-term memory was impaired. I was unable to work, drive, care for my son, or live on my own.
This non-fiction book begins on the Saturday morning I received the call that ever after divided time for me: the news of my mother's accidental death. It describes the additional hardships – infertility, layoffs, a cross-country move, divorce – that led to the day I took a razor blade to my throat. It follows my journey from Atlanta to Athens, Georgia; central Oregon; and finally back to my roots in the Blue Ridge Mountains of North Carolina, as well as my emotional journey from happily married home-owning stay-at-home mom to divorced secretary and single parent in a rental house. Most importantly, it chronicles my battle with Generalized Anxiety Disorder, my experiences in two psychiatric wards, and how I fought my way back. This book is intended to increase understanding of the nature of mental disorders, and give hope to those experiencing them.