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A review by w_r
I'm Glad My Mom Died by Jennette McCurdy
4.0
I know that there are horrible people out there, but I find it especially difficult to stomach when people are horrible to children. Her mother coached her into eating disorders at eleven years old. She abused and gaslit her own child(ren) for most of their lives and played the victim and the martyr like it was her job. Honestly, of everything in this, for some reason the Wendy's thing is what sticks out the most - a narcissist if I've ever seen one.
This memoir doesn't pull its punches. It is honest and captivating and uncomfortable as hell - which is what tells me that it's good. Sometimes memoirs feel like walking through mud (can we just get to the end already?), but this one put me on my ass and took me for a ride.
This memoir doesn't pull its punches. It is honest and captivating and uncomfortable as hell - which is what tells me that it's good. Sometimes memoirs feel like walking through mud (can we just get to the end already?), but this one put me on my ass and took me for a ride.