I hated this. There is no resolution or introspection or redemption. She makes the reader feel like she does about herself. Hateful. She hates her fat, other people’s fat and perpetuates that we should all be disgusted by fat people and that they are less than worthy of human affection, or for anything.
I was not looking for a “feel good, be happy being fat” book. But I certainly thought there might be some insight or value from the perspective of someone with a weight issue.
This book validates the hater and the hated.
Therefore, I hated it. Was it written by a 16 year old, with zero perspective on life.
I can only hope the author has evolved beyond the no self worth, awful and hateful insecurities. Try some therapy!
The stuffy nose narration was tuff to listen to.