My heartfelt, deep and sometimes disturbing first person account of how it feels to suffer through a confusing, agonizing seemingly interminable case of  PTSD. My Indian mother kept my heritage from me and I knew there was something deep down crying to be addressed…but nothing was clear until I suffered a mini-stroke – or what I call “God’s Shock Treatment.”

My little autobiography leads you thru my quest for release from pain and what became my search for my Indian Soul.
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