A Science of Well-Being
Life used to be so simple before we all started reading about how to live it.
Sixteen years ago, I was gravely ill with Stage IV lymphoma. I feared I was going to die, my doctors thought I would, and my family did all they could to avoid accepting that I would. In a clinical sense, I did “die”; my vital signs were so weak that life was barely sustained.
Like many critically ill people, I panicked. I wanted a sure guide, a plan for healing, a way to help myself both physically and mentally. Even though I had been a scientist and clinical psychologist for almost twenty years, the terror of my illness caused me to seek the kind of certainty that scientifically based psychology seldom ...