4.0

I can appreciate a self-help book written by a PhD.

This one feels like a long conversation with one’s mom, if one’s mom were an upper middle class, probably white person with a PhD. She seems part-therapist, part-life coach.

The central premise, which is hard to disagree with, is that your twenties are not throwaway years.

The first section on work was pretty blah (maybe that’s because I have gotten good career advice from my own parents) and I figured it meant that the rest of the book would be, for lack of better adjectives, stuffy and WASPy. Fortunately, I thought the section on love was gold and the section on body and brain was worthwhile.

I largely suspect that one’s opinions on the relative value of each sections depends on how much is review versus new information.

The more you grew up in a well-adjusted household with parents who were competent adults (ha! As if that describes anyone), the more this is probably review.

But there’s also probably good information in here for any person in their twenties and it only takes a few hours to read. I was pleasantly surprised by how much was useful to me, as a 28-year-old with her shit generally together already.

On the whole, I’m glad this book exists and that it was recommended to me!