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Crying in H Mart by Michelle Zauner

166 reviews

kathrinbrin's review against another edition

emotional sad medium-paced

3.0

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Content Warnings

Graphic: Cancer, Grief, and Death of parent

Moderate: Addiction and Alcoholism

Minor: Medical content and Abortion

noragoudie's review against another edition

challenging emotional informative reflective sad slow-paced

4.5

Never have I felt so seen. Michelle's experience reflects my own, and the way that she describes her struggles with being Asian and cancer are so representative of my thoughts and feelings. It was very challenging to read, but ultimately rewarding. An amazing book.

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Content Warnings

Graphic: Cancer and Death of parent

Moderate: Addiction

kimmykelly's review against another edition

challenging emotional funny reflective sad slow-paced

4.0

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Content Warnings

Moderate: Addiction, Alcoholism, Body shaming, Cancer, Death, Terminal illness, Grief, Death of parent, and Alcohol

eam006's review against another edition

emotional hopeful reflective sad medium-paced

5.0

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Content Warnings

Graphic: Death of parent

Moderate: Addiction and Mental illness

Minor: Abortion

rebeccadiv's review against another edition

dark emotional hopeful inspiring reflective sad medium-paced

4.0

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Content Warnings

Moderate: Medical content

Minor: Addiction and Mental illness

literaryinluv's review against another edition

emotional funny inspiring reflective sad slow-paced

4.75

Listened to the first 30% of this while pulling strands of my mom's hair through a highlighting hair-net and joked that there should be a Filipino-"Crying in Seafood City"-version. Then cried a few days later while washing the dishes because of the wedding scene. A relatable delight. 

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Content Warnings

Graphic: Cancer, Chronic illness, Death, Grief, and Death of parent

Moderate: Mental illness, Panic attacks/disorders, and Medical content

Minor: Addiction, Alcoholism, Infidelity, Car accident, Abortion, and Alcohol

macykey's review against another edition

dark emotional reflective fast-paced

5.0

I read this book in the span of 24 hours. It just, it touched me in a way that I think is special to people who have been caretakers to sick and dying people. This book is also a beautiful look at the relationships between mothers and daughters that I think transcend culture and ethnicity. I assume that I relate to this book a little more closely than a large majority of the people who’ll read it. I am whiter than snow, but I was still able to relate to so much of this story. I was one of the main  caretakers for my grandmother (Memaw) in the last years of her life. I’ve witnessed any number of things that nobody should have to see in multiple lifetimes. Like Michelle, a lot of my relationship with Memaw was based around food. Whether that was healthy or not is a separate issue, but that’s just the way it was. We ate dinner together every Thursday night for several years. She shared recipes with me and when she got too weak to bake on her own, I did a lot of the heavy lifting. And when she had to move into an assisted living facility, I made the food we made together on my own and brought it to her. I was a vegan for a long period of time, so I also managed to sneak some of my own vegan baking in there for her. I’m sure if I thought about it for a second, I could still make her heath pudding by heart. The only difference in mine and Michelle’s stories is that I was the only family that my Memaw had with her, so I made sure to get to know as much as I could about her while she was still alive. I read articles to her about Jimmy Carter, she loved Jimmy Carter. I helped her clean out her desk, which was a time capsule in and of itself, and found so many things that I was able to ask her about. It’s not a stretch of the imagination to say that Memaw was my person. She’s been gone since August and I miss her every single day. 

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Content Warnings

Graphic: Cancer, Chronic illness, Death, Terminal illness, Medical content, Grief, Medical trauma, and Death of parent

Moderate: Addiction, Mental illness, Suicidal thoughts, Toxic relationship, Xenophobia, Excrement, Vomit, Car accident, and Alcohol

Minor: Abortion

phdoyle's review against another edition

challenging reflective sad slow-paced

5.0

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Content Warnings

Graphic: Grief

Moderate: Body shaming, Cancer, Death, Medical content, and Death of parent

Minor: Addiction, Drug use, Emotional abuse, Mental illness, Excrement, Car accident, Abortion, and Alcohol

elaineblack21's review against another edition

emotional hopeful reflective medium-paced

4.5

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Content Warnings

Graphic: Cancer, Grief, Medical trauma, and Death of parent

Moderate: Mental illness

Minor: Addiction, Alcoholism, and Abortion

jaduhluhdabooks's review against another edition

challenging dark emotional inspiring reflective sad tense slow-paced

5.0

Just sitting here. Crying. Feeling grateful and honored to have read this story. To have grieved alongside Michelle. 

To have laughed. To have understood the horrors of illness and disease as it takes away the best parts of someone you love so deeply. To fight and to wish yourself away from that someone only to find yourself back to them, in search of them in everything, because you ultimately need them. 

I resonate on the deepest of levels with this narrative. 

From the shared love of food to the volatile experiences I had with my own mother - trying to carve out my existence apart from her tutelage. But her truth remained a part of me, as it did then and now that is something I am so thankful for. Holding pieces of my mother and her story and her culture so closely to my own being, guides me. 

Grief - the way that Michelle personifies grief is real and raw and I felt it to my core. The extension of wonder mixed with the overbearance of 

debilitation, that is grief. How something so unraveling becomes something you learn to walk side by side with. 

Grief never leaves you, it grows with you. 

1 am someone who knows grief well. We often meet in random alley's of my own memories, some memories that warrants griefs presence, even extends an invitation and some that do not, yet grief greets me. We're accommodated to each others presence now, conversing naturally and letting memories take their course and present moments have their way with us both. I recently told a friend that it's been hard, this read. ...but also a good release of grief that sometimes get lost in the cracks of growth and healing. ironically, grief is as much a strength as it is a hinderance or painful reminder of what was and what is not.

It is a reminder of humanity. Of the fealty of this body and this life. And for me - it points me back to the The Lord, which is why I think it's the hardest to read because I wonder where her grief points her. And that is the question I am left with. Grief needs something to hold on to, it can symbiotic or parasitic. I think I will sit with this story for a long time and hope for the best. Because grief and hope can too, coexist. I am the lived reality of that truth. 

A beautiful book. A heart wrenching and gripping narrative. And an honor to be invited in to sit in your words Michelle. 

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Content Warnings

Graphic: Cancer

Moderate: Cancer and Grief

Minor: Addiction, Alcoholism, Fatphobia, Abortion, Gaslighting, and Alcohol