About the Author

Hi, I’m Anna Binder Reardon! I’m an Author and ex-therapist who writes novels and personal essays about people in therapy. When it comes to mental health, my goal is to destigmatize the struggles and normalize care and support.  

My work embodies my core belief in the transformative power of vulnerability. I write stories for folks who are deeply moved by the beauty of life’s imperfections and the powerful journey to discover our most authentic selves.

What started as a therapeutic but fictional creative exercise became what I am proud to call my first novel, Wethersfield Road—a story about a young woman recovering from trauma, mental illness, and addiction. With a Master’s Degree in Counseling, my years as a mental health therapist, and my own experiences on the fainting couch, I bring actual clinical and personal knowledge to my work. As someone with a history of being on both sides of the healing bond and process, I am passionate about shining a light on the messiness of healing.  

During a break from my work in the mental health field, I found my true passion to be telling stories about folks in therapy rather than working as the therapist in the room myself. I live in Austin, Texas, with my husband, Tanner, our Golden Retriever Jax, and our Corgi-mix Oliver. When I'm not writing, I can be found reading too many books at once, planning my next travel adventure, or searching for the perfect oat milk vanilla latte. 

My Debut Novel

Wethersfield Road

A novel for anyone who’s ever been told they were “too much.”

Amelia Glickman had it all: a trust fund, a shiny red Range Rover, a serious equestrian hobby, and a brand-new house. But lurking in the basement of her existence was the ache of depression and the torment of life as an addict. At least she had her besties by her side: a bottle and a bong, the binge-purge cycle, and risky hookups. She was the cross-faded chaos queen of nobody’s dreams.

Despite feeling utterly lost, a deeply meaningful bond with her horse, Hope, seemed to be the only reason for Amelia’s will to live. Yet, she gradually deteriorated in her self-imposed thousand-thread-count holding cell on Wethersfield Road. After a shameful series of unfortunate events—including domestic violence, cringeworthy sexual exploits, and everything in between—a brutal equine wake-up call propels Amelia on a journey to save herself in the way only she can.  

As Amelia begins to sift through her designer brand piles of emotional baggage, a life worth living seems to blossom right before her eyes. If only she can resist her default setting: self-sabotage. Although she attributes the void in her chest to life circumstances like her parents’ divorce and her botched Hollywood dreams, the truth is that she has felt completely defective from the very beginning. The island of misfit toys promises salvation, if only she can finally allow herself to be part of something.

Through a special connection with animals and nature, her willingness to be broken and brave at the same time, and the essence of the new house itself, she ventures into the real world, stumbling blindly through early sobriety, in search of a happily ever after that’s somewhat serene.