Eat Pray Love Made Me Do It

Why is this even a book? It's just Elizabeth Gilbert's fan mail anthologized. It is the same (for the most part boring and poorly written) story over and over and over and over...

Let me summarize: a 20-something finds they are having difficulties with their life/children/health and want to travel/go back to school/get divorced/open a B&B...so, they read Eat, Pray, Love & feel empowered to live their lives & love themselves over the course of several years/months/weeks.

The end.

It is actually painful to read. And not in a cathartic self-discovery way. It's more akin to reading 100 diary entries in a row from strangers who are all trying to eke meaning out of their mundane lives. It's like Eat, Pray, Love fan fiction. Nobody needs or wants that.