Frankly this book sucked VERY overrated and inane NOT humorous in the least bit. What a waste of $ and time reading it in the hopes it would get better at some point.
I wanted to like this book. I liked the idea of approaching the distress of mental illness from a lense of absurdity, but instead of being humorous it is written as though the author is in the grips of a manic episode. It feels that she is selling the idea that the opposite extreme from depression (mania) is somehow positive, adaptive, and healthy. This is not funny and irreverent, as I expected, but rather illustrative of an inherently unhealthy, frenetic, potentially delusional state.
I won't comment on her opinion and approach to mental illness. I know it can be offensive and it's very personal to some people. I'll just say I was actually looking for a good read about self acceptance and instead I got the painfully annoying 6-paragraph intro to a recipe on a mommy blog. She wore me out. My analogy of this book: Imagine sitting in the window seat of a plane flying non-stop from the East Coast to Hawaii (a 12 hr flight), and the passenger next to you never shuts up- never! Every single life story-every single whiz of a thought- even the narrative dialogues in his/her brain are spoken about.
One of the best uplifting books i have ever read. How Jenny can take such mundane and every day situations (some she makes extraordinary by her own hand) and make it so humorous is outstanding. It made me order 2 more of her books.