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Gross Anatomy: Dispatches from the Front
by Mara Altman
DID NOT FINISH
DNF 1/5 ~ 21%
I can't get behind this book. I actually feel more distant to girls than I do relate to them. It's almost like I genuinely feel sad for girls who worry this much.
I have insecurities concerning my leg hair. I used to try to cover them up if I forgot to shave or just wear jeans all the time out of fear. Now, I do it because I just don't care anymore. I think, in a sense, I missed the time where this book could've been relatable to me.
I picked up this book thinking I'd have a connection with someone who understood my insecurities. I ended up feeling out of place.
The constant gnawing at Mara's fear of her hair is beyond me. I can't imagine going to a service so often to wax. I can't imagine worrying this much over hair.
The jokes fall so flat for me. I didn't even smile reading them. The remark of being hairy is like "getting a taste of being queer, fat or having disabilities." I-
I don't know what to say. I genuinely don't know. Was this not meant for me? I feel so detached from this reality as a queer minority. I actually wanted to put the book down after reading that.
Not to mention, I didn't even learn anything. It's stuff that I already knew, and I wish she'd have gone more in depth with heavy topics like shaving has origins embedded with pedophilia. Talk about dropping that topic on me with no deeper meaning. Just a surface level understanding.
Maybe it gets better, and I would've learned something later in the book, because god knows I'm so early into it. But I can't get past this weird girl talk she's having with me. This one-sided conversation.
I love to talk about "gross" stuff, but man, I don't want to feel alone while discussing about it.
I can't get behind this book. I actually feel more distant to girls than I do relate to them. It's almost like I genuinely feel sad for girls who worry this much.
I have insecurities concerning my leg hair. I used to try to cover them up if I forgot to shave or just wear jeans all the time out of fear. Now, I do it because I just don't care anymore. I think, in a sense, I missed the time where this book could've been relatable to me.
I picked up this book thinking I'd have a connection with someone who understood my insecurities. I ended up feeling out of place.
The constant gnawing at Mara's fear of her hair is beyond me. I can't imagine going to a service so often to wax. I can't imagine worrying this much over hair.
The jokes fall so flat for me. I didn't even smile reading them. The remark of being hairy is like "getting a taste of being queer, fat or having disabilities." I-
I don't know what to say. I genuinely don't know. Was this not meant for me? I feel so detached from this reality as a queer minority. I actually wanted to put the book down after reading that.
Not to mention, I didn't even learn anything. It's stuff that I already knew, and I wish she'd have gone more in depth with heavy topics like shaving has origins embedded with pedophilia. Talk about dropping that topic on me with no deeper meaning. Just a surface level understanding.
Maybe it gets better, and I would've learned something later in the book, because god knows I'm so early into it. But I can't get past this weird girl talk she's having with me. This one-sided conversation.
I love to talk about "gross" stuff, but man, I don't want to feel alone while discussing about it.