This book is part dramatization of therapy sessions with a handful of fictionalized patients, part primer on anxiety disorders, and part memoir. I found it generally interesting, especially since, when left to my own devices, I myself tend to write long stretches of dialogue with very little filler. I did find that most of the other characters in the book tended to speak in Fletcher’s voice, but that might be a nitpick. I found myself invested in the stories of the various patients (again, all fictional amalgams – no broken confidentiality here!) and genuinely hope they’re doing okay, for all that they’re fictional. This probably won’t be a book that I go back to as one of my favourites, but I enjoyed it and don’t regret having read it.