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Posted April 21, 2013
This is the only book I've read of Lyons but she is a good write
This is the only book I've read of Lyons but she is a good writer. It must have taken alot of courage to write about her anxiety and depression. It was a touching memoir, but I wouldn't recommend it to someone dealing with any type of mental illness. The author talked alot about the dangers of medicating and numbing yourself. I think it was pretty clear that she needed to at least consider medication, given she left her children alone in a hotel room because she was having a panic attack. There were other examples in the book that made me question her decision to not get some sort of medical help - her husband seemed to travel alot and she was there taking care of her children, one of which has down syndrome and needs extra attention. I can not consider this book to be very realistic for the average woman. Lyons was able to go on prayer retreats, meet with a life calling coach, go to Santorini and spend her day reading, have coffee and dinner with friends. That is very nice for her and very nice that it helped her discover her calling and rediscover her birthright gifts, however the average woman who works and/or is the caregiver at home will not be able to do those things. I did not find there to be practical application there. This book is geared toward an affluent stay at home mom who's children have entered school and would like to find a hobby or something to do. It is definitly not for anyone dealing with any depression or anxiety.
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Posted July 26, 2013
Didn't connect with me.
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I especially enjoyed the first chapter of this book, in which Rebekah Lyons illustrates her big move from Georgia to New York. Coming from a military background, I moved often, leaving old friends behind and meeting new ones. I could relate to the emotional highs and lows that bounce between excitement and dread. I’ve been there. Also, I understand the vast differences in the different regions of the U.S., and New York is so very different from life in the south.
What I couldn’t relate to was the rest of the story. I didn’t quite connect. In my opinion, there are subtle hints (and some not so subtle) throughout the book that are somewhat judgmental and in opposition to psychiatric studies. Why shouldn’t someone who suffers with panic attacks, depression, etc., take medications that are proven to relieve their symptoms? Why should one suffer through these things in a freefall flight? I could understand someone who suffers from a mental disorder being offended by opinions expressed in this memoir.
I liked the author’s openness and honest insights of her journey, and I realize this book is a memoir—infused with her own personal views, but I can’t really recommend a book I didn’t connect with and that contradicts my own personal stance on mental health.
Posted May 23, 2013
booksbysteph says "Oh, Cry Me a River" This author be
booksbysteph says "Oh, Cry Me a River"Was this review helpful? Yes NoThank you for your feedback. Report this reviewThank you, this review has been flagged.
This author believes that because she had a few panic attacks over the course of a year, after a life changing move, she needs to share her experience with the world through this book. Cry me a river. One in four women who actually take antidepressants have harder lives than this author writes about. I, personally, have been struggling with anxiety and depression (my freefalls) for the last 13 years, diagnosed. I have my normal periods (my fly) but there have been many relapses and a lot more pain than this author can and did write about.
To me, this book was a woman who put pen to paper and whined as she worked out her problems. She needed to tell people her story. Imagine if the one in four women wrote their stories. Rebekah, you may live in a city that is supposed to be ahead of the rest of the nation, but out here in the Midwest, we talk about our problems. We do not one up each other. We lean on each other for support and deal with what God throws at us. Yes, life is hard, but talking about medications or therapies is not hidden. Everyone tells me that I should write a book because of everything I have had to deal with in my life. My book would be much thicker and more interesting and you will learn that you do not have much to whine about...in my opinion.
This book can be reduced to a few sentences:
1) You are not alone.
2) 23% of women take antidepressants.
3) I know it will not fix things but having a honest conversation with a supportive and trusted friend takes a little weight off your shoulders.
4) Again, you are not alone.
- the end!
Until next time, live life one page at a time!