The Lie That Defined Me, The Media That Destroyed Me, and the Truth THAT No One Heard
THE NEW BOOK BY SHERRI PAPINI
The headlines told you who she was. But they didn’t tell you the truth.
In November 2016, Sherri Papini vanished from her quiet California neighborhood, igniting a media firestorm that painted her as both victim and villain. But behind the sensationalized headlines lay a darker, far more complicated reality—a brutal captivity, corrosive manipulation, and a life unraveled by abuse hidden in plain sight.
Now, for the first time, Sherri reveals the harrowing truth behind her ordeal. From the terrifying moments around her staged abduction to the relentless trauma at the hands of her captor, Sherri confronts not only the horrors of her captivity but the toxic control wielded by her husband, Keith, whose emotional cruelty imprisoned her long before her kidnapping made national news.
In raw, unflinching detail, “Sherri Papini Doesn’t Exist” takes you behind the curtain of media distortion, exposing how society’s craving for simple narratives destroys real lives. It’s a story of survival and self-discovery, resilience and redemption—an empowering testament to the strength it takes to reclaim your voice when everyone else is telling your story for you.
You think you know Sherri Papini? Think again.
Sherri Papini: Caught in the Lie:
A young wife and mother infamously lies to the FBI about her disappearance. Now, for the first time, she reveals her side of the story.
RECENT PRESS
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VANITY FAIR
Sherri Papini, Accused of Faking Her Own Kidnapping, Finally Tells Her Side of the Story
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iN TOUCH WEEKLY
Sherri Papini Filmmaker Challenges Narrative Surrounding Kidnapping Hoax Case: ‘She’s Not a Sociopath’
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US WEEKLY
Sherri Papini Breaks Her Silence About Alleged Kidnapping Hoax in Tell-All: ‘I Did Keep Some Secrets’
ABOUT SHERRI PAPINI
I spend my free time building the kids rooms. I spend my nights finding gratitude for the day, the freedom I have and the voice I’ve discovered. My heart is rooted in the mountains or on the water. Holding hands with my family around the dinner table and praying for the reunification of my very missed children. Bare feet and a chai tea on the porch with my dog while the wind whispers through the pines is where I am at peace.
