Orinthia: Super Mental: Super Mental
I know what you're thinking. No, really. I know what you're thinking.

It sounds crazy, like straight-out-of-a-book, crazy. But it's true.

You don't believe me? That's fair. I wouldn't believe me either. Just a couple weeks ago, I thought I had finally lost what remained of my mind. My marbles have been far and few between for a loooong time, but I'm finding them again. I think.

Let me back up a little...

I saw the poster for the first time last fall and signed up a week later. Soon after, the psychologists who ran the clinical trial diagnosed me with generalized anxiety disorder. I've had it all my life, just couldn't put a name to it until now. They said I was a perfect candidate for their experimental pill. All I had to do was take it once a day, and I would be cured.

A year later, and my stomach was still the home of a thousand butterflies that never sleep. The only times I felt secure were when I was alone. And even then, I wasn't safe from myself. I could think myself off a cliff. My hope for a cure dwindled every day.

Then it somehow got worse. I think it was my rock bottom. I felt completely and utterly broken. My closest friend and a stranger destroyed my sense of trust. I couldn't let anyone in. I would be alone forever, trapped in the wall I had built around myself. My thoughts would be my only company.

But someone else's thoughts seeped in. Then another. And another. And suddenly, voices swarmed inside my head. I thought I was going insane. But I wasn't. I had developed a symptom of Potentia Auxilium ─ my cure.
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Orinthia: Super Mental: Super Mental
I know what you're thinking. No, really. I know what you're thinking.

It sounds crazy, like straight-out-of-a-book, crazy. But it's true.

You don't believe me? That's fair. I wouldn't believe me either. Just a couple weeks ago, I thought I had finally lost what remained of my mind. My marbles have been far and few between for a loooong time, but I'm finding them again. I think.

Let me back up a little...

I saw the poster for the first time last fall and signed up a week later. Soon after, the psychologists who ran the clinical trial diagnosed me with generalized anxiety disorder. I've had it all my life, just couldn't put a name to it until now. They said I was a perfect candidate for their experimental pill. All I had to do was take it once a day, and I would be cured.

A year later, and my stomach was still the home of a thousand butterflies that never sleep. The only times I felt secure were when I was alone. And even then, I wasn't safe from myself. I could think myself off a cliff. My hope for a cure dwindled every day.

Then it somehow got worse. I think it was my rock bottom. I felt completely and utterly broken. My closest friend and a stranger destroyed my sense of trust. I couldn't let anyone in. I would be alone forever, trapped in the wall I had built around myself. My thoughts would be my only company.

But someone else's thoughts seeped in. Then another. And another. And suddenly, voices swarmed inside my head. I thought I was going insane. But I wasn't. I had developed a symptom of Potentia Auxilium ─ my cure.
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Overview

I know what you're thinking. No, really. I know what you're thinking.

It sounds crazy, like straight-out-of-a-book, crazy. But it's true.

You don't believe me? That's fair. I wouldn't believe me either. Just a couple weeks ago, I thought I had finally lost what remained of my mind. My marbles have been far and few between for a loooong time, but I'm finding them again. I think.

Let me back up a little...

I saw the poster for the first time last fall and signed up a week later. Soon after, the psychologists who ran the clinical trial diagnosed me with generalized anxiety disorder. I've had it all my life, just couldn't put a name to it until now. They said I was a perfect candidate for their experimental pill. All I had to do was take it once a day, and I would be cured.

A year later, and my stomach was still the home of a thousand butterflies that never sleep. The only times I felt secure were when I was alone. And even then, I wasn't safe from myself. I could think myself off a cliff. My hope for a cure dwindled every day.

Then it somehow got worse. I think it was my rock bottom. I felt completely and utterly broken. My closest friend and a stranger destroyed my sense of trust. I couldn't let anyone in. I would be alone forever, trapped in the wall I had built around myself. My thoughts would be my only company.

But someone else's thoughts seeped in. Then another. And another. And suddenly, voices swarmed inside my head. I thought I was going insane. But I wasn't. I had developed a symptom of Potentia Auxilium ─ my cure.

Product Details

BN ID: 2940186783268
Publisher: Mackenzie McMillen
Publication date: 10/31/2022
Series: Super Mental , #1
Sold by: Barnes & Noble
Format: eBook
File size: 3 MB

About the Author

The pen name M.E. was created so that the readers couldn’t put a face to the author. The hope is to give them more creative freedom while imagining the characters. These stories are about everyone, about you, about me.

But if you must know, I wrote most of this book during the first COVID lockdown. It was the first time I was able to not worry about work or school and focus on what I wanted to do in life. Once I went back to work, I struggled somewhat to complete it. Add on going back to school full time, and multiple deaths in the family, and it felt like I was never going to finish. But I did it. It’s published, you’re reading it right now. So, to those who juggle home, work, and dreams – you can do it, too.
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