Many thanks to NetGalley and Random House | Dial Press for gifting me a digital ARC of this memoir by Hannah Murray. All opinions expressed in this review are my own - 3.5 stars!
It's always hard to review memoirs, assigning a star rating to someone's story. This is a starkly honest memoir of the author's experience with a wellness cult, her resultant psychotic break, and her struggle to get well. It's so sad that there are these "cults," requiring people to pay for whatever garbage they can get people to pay for. This book is less about that, and more about Murray's undiagnosed mental health issues. Of course, combine using drugs/alcohol/food or lack thereof to deal with said issues just complicates things and leaves people open to whatever magic others are peddling. I was a bit confused about her relationship with her parents - there wasn't enough information given to make this reader understand her almost estrangement of them, and without more information, I just felt sad for them as well. It seems as though the author is on a good path to wellness. This book was well-written and hopefully we'll hear more from this author in some manner.
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