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A review by idkgaby
I'm Glad My Mom Died by Jennette McCurdy
dark
emotional
reflective
fast-paced
4.75
Holy shit. I can attest to all the other reviews where people said they could not put the book down—I couldn’t put the book down myself, either. Every now and then I had to remind myself that this is a nonfiction work, because given the intensity of everything Jennette had gone through in her formative years, it was so painful to accept the fact that all of this trauma and suffering was 100% real. Everything sounded too traumatizing to be real.
I was obsessed with Jennette when I was younger, during her iCarly days. I could even clearly recall some of the things she talked about, and being so surprised with the way she recalled these memories as an adult—I remember being obsessed with the episode iKiss, and in this book she reveals that it was her first kiss ever and that it made her uncomfortable, and I remember being a fan of her songs and then here she admitted she hated her short-lived stint in music. I even remembered she would upload vlogs of her mom (for God’s sake, I even remember when she called us fucking frans—a combination of friends and fans), so I could definitely understand how painful all of this was for her. This book was just the right amount of harrowing without making her trauma look like trauma porn, and although the book was a little too long for my liking, it’s an excellent piece of work. Easily one of the best books I’ve read all year.
I was obsessed with Jennette when I was younger, during her iCarly days. I could even clearly recall some of the things she talked about, and being so surprised with the way she recalled these memories as an adult—I remember being obsessed with the episode iKiss, and in this book she reveals that it was her first kiss ever and that it made her uncomfortable, and I remember being a fan of her songs and then here she admitted she hated her short-lived stint in music. I even remembered she would upload vlogs of her mom (for God’s sake, I even remember when she called us fucking frans—a combination of friends and fans), so I could definitely understand how painful all of this was for her. This book was just the right amount of harrowing without making her trauma look like trauma porn, and although the book was a little too long for my liking, it’s an excellent piece of work. Easily one of the best books I’ve read all year.
Content Warnings
Graphic: Cancer, Child abuse, Eating disorder, Emotional abuse, and Death of parent
Moderate: Alcoholism, Mental illness, and Sexual assault