I found it on my mother's bookshelf. She had been no stranger to anxiety attacks herself, you see. I began to read.
"If you are reading this book because your nerves are in a bad way you are the very person for whom it has been written and I shall therefore talk directly to you as if you were sitting beside me."
That opening sentence appealed to me. I read on.
"It will not be difficult for you to read this book: it is about you and your nerves, and for this reason you will read it with interest, whereas to read an ordinary book may seem an impossibility."
I was beginning to feel that the writer knew me personally. And she was using psychology as well as psychiatry. I turned the page.
"I have no illusions about you: I am not writing this book for the rare brave people, but for you, probably a sick, suffering, ordinary human being with no more courage than the rest of us."
There was a line in capital letters. It contained the promise we all seek.
"THE ADVICE GIVEN HERE WILL DEFINITELY CURE YOU, IF YOU WILL FOLLOW IT."
So I did. Follow it, that is. In that slim volume were chapters on: Cure of recurring nervous attacks, Nervous illness complicated by problems, That dreaded morning feeling, Depression, Loss of confidence, Difficulty in contacting other people and Advice to the family.
By the time I had finished reading I felt I had died and been born again. I knew from the book my recovery would take time, great things are not easily won. But I also knew things would never be the same again. I began to practice the writer's road plan for recovery: Face - Accept - Float - Let time pass.
The late Claire Weekes kept her promise to me, today I pass on her teachings to others to make of them what they will.