This book is filled with examples of gorgeous if not stunning language and imagery:
“the scent of something too sweet and lingering in the room.
Like childhood.” (page 113)
For those who love language, this book is a treat. For folks who know the inspiration it can be seen as ‘tweaking the nose’ of Freudians. There’s plenty of ‘inappropriate humour’ and sexual references subtle and less-so. If that is how you engage and enjoy this book, great.
As someone who has a vague and unwritten truce with my past, with direct and anecdotal experience of therapy, I have been so overwhelmingly in love with this book that it’s taken me three weeks to manage even this short review. I want the artist who wrote this to experience record-breaking sales, yet I don’t want to cheapen it by having it seen by the profane masses.
Yes, that level of connexion.
** Federal Trade Commission rules require bloggers to clearly identify when they have or will receive compensation. I will receive a small affiliate commission should you make a purchase after following any of the Amazon links in this post.
Don’t Cry Out Loud (Therapy Post #1)