I only finished this because I was already 4 hours deep and I wanted it to count towards my yearly reading goal...

So...I'm in a rough spot and thought "hey, why not get to that self-help book that has been sitting on my shelf for 9 years...oh look! There's no line on Libby!"

This was...so painstakingly 2015. At first, it was nostalgic in a way that almost made me cry, because I yearn for simpler times. However, after 4 hours of listening to the "I'm a quirky weird girl" train of thought (which would have been a real banger on Tumblr in 2013), I kind of wanted off the ride.

To be completely fair, at the time this was written, this was 100% on brand. It was kind of the beginning years of people using therapy speak in their everyday language... of talking about mental health in this 'pushing back against the stigma' and embracing it way. In 2025 though, you aren't going to get anything groundbreaking from this. I'm a bit lost as to where the self-help part was other than someone, I don't know, being vulnerable with the classroom? It was mostly just manic ramblings...

There were a lot of things in this that make you go 😬 in the year 2025, including a jump scare where you have to remind yourself..."ah yes, 2015...before everything went to absolute shit and two people could probably get over that difference." 

Reminded once again why I need to stop buying self-help books 😅