This was probably my least favorite book of the year. I really appreciated the honesty that transpired from the author’s stories and the courage it must have taken her to share her struggles and pain. Very often, this oversharing was done brutally and without filter. Unfortunately, though, I found the overall message uninspiring. The unconventional approach to therapy she chose for herself made for an uncomfortable read (sure...) but even that did not bother me too much. Having no experience on the subject myself, I cannot throw any criticism. What I found disappointing and annoying was the lack of depth. That, and the self-indulgent tantrums made for a difficult read. This honestly left me wondering (all throughout my reading) what the overall message was.