Hunger

“For years at a time, there was me, and the woman I saw myself as while living in my head, and the woman who had to carry around my overweight body. They were not the same person. They couldn't be, or I wouldn't have survived any of it.”

reading this memoir involved me confronting things about myself that i love to ignore which is extremely unpleasant but it is also extremely cathartic to relate so wholly to someone. i have never seen bodies talked about in such an explicit, honest way before. it is scary. it made me feel infinitely less alone. roxane gay is very brave, putting to words things i fear even telling my own diaries out of embarrassment and shame, let alone hundreds of thousands of people. i finished this book this morning and promptly cried for about twenty minutes and then sat and ruminated over it all for the rest of the day before i felt able to review this book but i'm glad i read it