I am halfway through and really wish I hadn't used a credit on this book. I have given it two stars only because aside from this book, I really like Portia De Rossi and her wife and would have simply felt bad giving it one star.
I don't want to sound crass or unsympathetic here, but I want to be honest. Portia De Rossi has clearly had a tough go of it and I sympathize. She seems to have found peace and happiness in her current life and I was looking forward to hearing about her journey. Unfortunately, at nearly five hours in the story has been so painfully repetitive that I am considering skipping chapters (I've never done this before, good or bad I like to experience a complete book) to see if the subject matter will ever change even slightly. I don't think its spoiling anything to say that up to this point all she has talked about is her struggle to lose weight and her low self esteem. Not to minimize the importance of these topics, but I get it, you strictly count calories, judge yourself harshly and unrealistically and feel like everyone else does too. I feel for you but the reader doesn't need a detailed account of EVERY SINGLE TIME you felt this way. Clearly she hasn't written about every thought she had during this time, but that is absolutely how it feels. At the halfway point I literally don't feel like the biography has progressed beyond the first our of listening.
I will finish the book because, well I used a credit on it and feel I should. But I certainly wouldn't recommend it. Sorry Portia.
While I was pleased to hear Portia narrate her own book, I found the book frustrating. Instead of being a memoir of recovery, the book becomes an almost encyclopedic manual for how to have an Eating Disorder. She goes into minute detail on how she managed to become an 82 pound waif and spends 20+ chapters on the minutiae of her ED. Her recovery is touched on only briefly in the epilogue. While the book does end on a high note, I am concerned that young people reading this may get more ideas on how to become ill in this way than inspiration to be well. That said, I applaud Portia's bravery and honesty.
This book is amazing! Portia de Rossi lets you into her mind as a sick anorexic, the little girl that longs to be "accepted" and trying to live up to modeling/actress standards in Hollywood. Listening to her read about her journey feels like she's right there with you just talking to you about her story. I love it and anyone else that takes a listen will love it as well.
As an eating disorder survivor, I related to so much of Portia's story. Anyone who has ever used and abused food or their bodies because they didn't feel like they were enough will find inspiration in Portia's journey and recovery.
There was nothing about this book I didn't enjoy. Not only her harrowing story which is of course interesting to see it through but the writing and reading are so beautiful.
Having suffered from an eating disorder myself, I can tell you that this is a very candid look into the life of someone who is suffering from one. The book gives you a very honest look into the very real and, for the lack of a better word, crazy, thoughts, one has when encountering food. If you need are feeling alone in your recovery, or want to help someone recover, definitely pick up this book.
This book is enlightening and heavy-hearted. It is an excellent book!
Sheesh. I listen when I drive... that's tough.
no. this is very well-done.
It did make me giggle and also cry.
I think this book would, could and must help young and not so young folks realize that anorexia and bulimia is a real issue and they are not alone.
That she was seemingly very honest.
I am not Pro - Ana or bulimic. But being the same height, body type, close in age, size & having the same body issues, I now have the information to tweak her diet/work out plan & tailor it to me.
Aside from the catullus for her behavior being self hatred & low self esteem, she was very determined. Although she didn't stop at a healthy weight, her drive was very inspiring. I now draw from that during my workouts.
Again, the honesty and the fact that at times I couldn't disconnect myself from her. I felt such empathy.
Yes, but it took me two evenings.
I couldn't help but give a hearty laugh when she said that "Kandinsky paints like a fat person." She wasn't PC at all, lol! I couldn't keep count of all the times she threw the word fat around. And of course, she mentioned her "black friend" Sasha. This woman held nothing back! She didn't show herself in the best light, but I loved it! We are ALL flawed in some way! And the fact that she didn't pretend to be anything else was a breath of fresh air.