Furiously Happy

Update: I just read this book again for the second time this year, and still had the same reaction of laughing and crying. It never failed to improve my mood even though I knew what it was going to say.

This book was the best kind of ridiculousness. It was the kind of ridiculousness that reminds you that life is funny. Life with mental health problems can be funny too, and in laughter there is empowering. As someone with anxiety myself, this book spoke to me on a deep level. It made me laugh and relate and cry. It made me feel not alone. It reminded me that though mental health problems suck, they aren't the end of the line. They are just a different line. Am I stretching this metaphor? This book also made me weirdly interested in taxidermy. Who knew.