I don't take pleasure in criticizing other people's hard work. I have respect for Lissa Rankin as a person, and for her efforts here... but this book feels like a never-ending, babbling, self-promoting blog post. There's no flow or artistry to the writing. It's packed with rambling, disjointed stories and statistics that DON'T actually leave the reader feeling good or empowered. I wish I could erase some of those awful stories from my memory. And it feels like a regurgitation of dozens of other books I've read. (She is open about having sourced a lot of her inspiration from other authors, and even lists the books on page 249... most of which I have actually already read. Perhaps if I hadn't, this book would have felt more fresh.)
Also, it seems like she misunderstood her target audience. This book could have been split in two. I'm not sure why she ever thought it would be valuable to devote a huge chuck of the beginning of the book telling multiple stories about how people have literally dropped dead and gotten seriously ill due to fear. People who struggle with anxiety and fear (presumably those interested by the title of this book) DO NOT need to flood their consciousness with stories and stats like that. We know full well that fear wreaks havoc on our bodies. Her logic for including it was almost laughable. That type of writing may have been more helpful or useful for doctors, or for people who don't actually struggle with fear, but care about people who do, and want to cultivate some understanding and compassion. Just saying.
I'm about to leave this book in the free little library on my street corner and forget it. As another reviewer said, I wouldn't even think about giving it to a friend.