I literally just finished reading this book and I already want to read it again. It’s written by a woman struggling with more than a few mental disorders but it’s done so in such a way that it makes my own struggles seem like they’re not so bad. And that’s not a criticism. This book is one of the few where I felt like my crazy was acceptable and that I can get through anything. I just need the proper tools at my disposal in order to make the best life possible.
Jenny Lawson uses personal essays that are an unfiltered yet still Instagramable look into her life. No walls, no fancy words to cover up anything. It’s just her, the world, and what she’s going through. And it’s fucking hilarious. It makes life a little bit more bearable and a little funnier.
This is apparently her second book and I think I just might pick up her first one to see if there are any differences or more lessons I can learn.
But in all seriousness, read this book. Pick it up from your local library, buy it from an independent bookstore, read it on your Kindle, I don’t care. This should be required reading so that we all know that we should be furiously happy in every endeavour.
Favourite Quote: There are twenty-four people alive today who are still here because people were brave enough to talk about their struggles, or compassionate enough to convince others of their worth, or who simply said ‘I don’t understand your illness, but I do know that the world is better with you in it’