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A review by racheltheripper
I'm Glad My Mom Died by Jennette McCurdy
5.0
It took a while to digest everything in this book, and reconcile with watching iCarly and adoring Jennette as a performer all the while experiencing the loss of childhood and identity. I remember my uncle making awkward comments about her body, and at the time I didn't realize how common that must have been for her.
There were a lot of things I could relate to here. I could never have described eating-disorder brain in such an eloquent way. And I've never been able to adequately describe my own feelings toward my family, particularly my dad. But there was so much I couldn't even fathom. To have such little power and autonomy of her life, body, and future... I'm devastated for young Jennette, but the strength of her will to survive, and survive on her own terms, is inspiring.
There were a lot of things I could relate to here. I could never have described eating-disorder brain in such an eloquent way. And I've never been able to adequately describe my own feelings toward my family, particularly my dad. But there was so much I couldn't even fathom. To have such little power and autonomy of her life, body, and future... I'm devastated for young Jennette, but the strength of her will to survive, and survive on her own terms, is inspiring.