A Saskatchewan girl, Jill Martin grew up far from any life altering bridges, but by some bizarre twist of fate, bridges defined her view of the world. The mental illness, known as gephyrophobia, could leave her blubbering incoherently or blacking out in full panic attack on swinging bridges, log bridges, cantilever bridges, or suspension bridges. Whatever troubled waters her life-bridge straddled– no matter how terrifying the crossing – she has learned to trust the safety waiting on the opposite shore. Told with a saucy blend of realism tempered with bald-faced humour, she gives you full permission to laugh out loud, weep, or even curse. She hopes her story will help others defeat their own bridge devils.