Louise reveals herself completely, letting us into the darkest nights of her soul, writing vividly about intense medical crises, clashes with in-laws, and finally the slow process of growth of her confidence and self-worth. Woven together with verbatim journal entries from different eras of her life, the narrative traces many of the author’s hardest years and personal transitions, both physically and mentally.

 

Following a series of emotional breakdowns and chronic unhappiness with her weight, the author underwent a series of surgeries that she hoped would save both her self-image and her marriage. In a world of filtered perfection through social media, people wrestle with body dysmorphia and self-hatred of their unhealthy habits, especially once they embark on their path of self-improvement, and this book lays the issue bare, offering a way out. Accompanying the physical change to her body, Louise began a series of personal practices, from yoga and podcasts to mirror work and journaling, which act as the backbone of the book.

 

While body image isn’t entirely the focus of Louise’s journey, it was a significant catalyst for her transformation, which gives this unfiltered account an even broader appeal for those readers who have faced similar obstacles. From that point onwards, there are myriad elements of commiseration and connection that readers will find with the author, while her direct manner leaves little room to debate the wisdom she painstakingly presents. The writing may be rough and blunt, but it also makes her story even more universally accessible; this memoir isn’t perfectly polished, but rather a gut-punch story of quiet desperation and relatable resilience.

 

Essentially, this is a story of someone who has done “the work,” in contemporary parlance, showing readers the gritty backend of a challenging life, without apology or adulteration. In that sense, this isn’t merely a memoir, but a case of teaching by example, working very much as a work of self-help in which Louise hopes to inspire a sense of kinship and empathy that then reflects back on the self. There is a certain brutal clarity to the author’s confusion with the events unfolding throughout her life, but also a core humanity that is never shed – a powerful undercurrent of optimism and encouragement, and the unwavering belief that healing is something we all deserve to achieve.

 

Despite some repetition of ideas and anecdotes, this is an emotive and intimate portrayal of the sheer chaos that life often brings, the self-destruction that can so often result, and the enduring potential for renewal.