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I'm Glad My Mom Died
by Jennette McCurdy
challenging
emotional
reflective
medium-paced
Why do we romanticize the dead? Why can’t we be honest about them? Especially moms, they’re the most romanticized of anyone. Moms are saints, angels by merely existing. No one could possibly understand what it’s like to be a mom. Men will never understand, women with no children will never understand – no one but moms know the hardship of motherhood and we non-moms must heed nothing but praise upon moms because we lowly pitiful non-moms are mere peasants compared to the goddeses we call mothers. Maybe I feel this way now because I viewed my mom that way for so long. I had her up on a pedestal and I know how detrimental that pedestal was to my wellbeing and life.
What a heartbreakingly sad, yet funny memoir with so many things and thoughts to reflect on. I’m so glad Jennette quit acting and is now doing better – also glad her mom died.