TL;DR Its an okay written summary of Jennette’s childhood and womanhood traumas. This book is not about her journey to healing but more of a declaration to start healing.

Honestly, this book was a slog for about the first 100 pages. While Jennette is young, her writing is simple. Its hard to engage with. As you read on she gets angrier, her thoughts are more complex. Its like her writing is aging with her, maturing as you turn the page. I really struggle with those first 100 pages. I felt disconnected from the trauma, kept at arms length. Then as we enter the teens and young adult phases of her life, I’m actually enjoying the book as she really dives deep into what shes feeling. Her writing isn’t groundbreaking buts its tolerable enough to no longer distract me from the actual content of the book.

There is a lot of emotions on display. Mostly anger, hopelessness, suicidal ideation, grief, emptiness. Something in Jennette’s story will be relatable to you as she goes through the universal and unique hardships of womanhood and childhood abuse. But at the end of the day those emotions are all thats here. This isn’t the journey of healing you think it is, but the declaration of the attempt to start healing.

There were times this book was down right boring. The trauma is not hard to read or harrowing like some reviewers say. But I also don’t see this as an entitles celebrity who’s just complaining as other reviewers think. It just kind of feels like life’s normal bullshit that happens to a lot of us. The abusive parent, the OCD, the body issues, the alcohol problems, issues with relationships and sex. These are not uniquely celebrity problems. Which is either gonna pull you in or bore you to tears.

The title and blurb really give you the whole picture all by itself. I think I could have skipped this one.