Why this book exists
A focused place to understand what is happening
Solenne is fifty-one, she runs a small veterinary practice in Shrewsbury, and she came to me because she thought she was losing her nerve. A Tuesday in June. A consultation room. A woman and a spaniel with a lump that Solenne already knew was not going to be good news. And in the middle of explaining what a fine needle aspirate involves, it arrived: heat up the back of the neck, a prickle across the chest, sweat on the upper lip in front of a client who was already frightened. She lost the thread of her own sentence. She went out for a form she did not need and stood in the corridor with her hands on a cold radiator, and went back and finished the consultation perfectly competently, and the client noticed nothing. That was fourteen months ago and.
The writing is designed to reduce shame, bring the underlying pattern into view and give you practical ways to respond without pretending that every life follows the same formula.
