After knowing friends with anorexia and being baffled by their behavior, Laura Moisin suddenly found herself prone to the same disease - not eating at all and going weeks at a time consuming nothing but water and the occasional black coffee. Deceiving therapists by misleading them with symptoms of depression, her anorexia is prolonged, and her health deteriorates rapidly.
Recognizing that she has a serious disorder, she quickly finds a therapist working at her university and openly confesses that she’s an anorexic seeking treatment. Her therapist looks at her doubtfully and says, shockingly, "No, I don’t think you’re an anorexic.”
Already swirling in a state of confusion, the attacks on New York’s World Trade Center - an event the author witnessed first-hand from her apartment - only accelerate her path to further self-destruction.
Without preaching, this memoir offers a reassuring first-hand voice for the many who suffer silently, and provides strength for family and friends to help heal destructive behaviors.
©2008 Laura Moisin (P)2012 Audible, Inc.
Can I give this negative stars?
I've read many books from this genre. This one made me angry, and as I continued to listen I felt less and less empathetic for the author. I hate to be so negative, but the only good thing about this book was when I was finished with it. In hind-sight I should have cut my losses and saved myself the time.
It was only personally interesting in that what evoked as I continued through the chapters was anorexia schadenfreude. This author has so many character flaws and delusional selfish views in her pretentious little bubble of a polished world, I was honestly happy when she got kicked out of NYU, and then got hit by a car. Awful, right? Who thinks that way? I'm honestly a very nice person. I swear.
Blah, blah, NY, Manhattan, Self-contradiction, boo-hoo, blah.
No, I have read many books relating to eating disorders. This was just a bad one.
Maybe the book would have been better if read. The narrator had a young whiny voice that made the litany of complaints the author was spewing all the more irritating.
Oh god, she MUST have known someone to have gotten this pushed through.
I am angry with this "author". Not for being anorexic, but for her attitude toward every single person that has tried to help her. She is very fortunate to have the opportunity to attend a wonderful college and have her own apartment. To see doctor after doctor (though she lied to them all and then got mad at them for their incompetence). She had her choice between Renfrew and Remuda Ranch but had nothing but petty, childish complaints to report. If you want to listen to a privilaged whiny girl complain about just about everything, this is the book for you. I also have a feeling that she grossly exagerated her condition. Ex. She stated that for years, she had nothing but one glass of water per day. This is not possible. She would have collapsed from dehydration at the very least. She desperately tries to show how smart she is by using unnecessarily large words and pretentious phrases. I know authors have the right to embelish but it has to be believeable. Don't waste your time.
While she uses plenty of big words, Laura Moisin writes like a little girl. She claims to have gained insight into herself, but this book doesn't prove that. Instead, she casts blame for her anorexia and mistreatment on anyone but herself. Renfrew, her therapists, even her childhood nursery school are painted as her antagonists, with one sided portrayals. I found her descriptions long winded and whining, revealing what a spoiled child she must be. This book falls into the greatest trap of memoir- staying inside the authors own head for so long the read/listener goes mad. She recounts with far too much detail the events of her childhood and lavish family vacations, and never incorporates a scrap of research or a narrative of anyone outside her family. Boring, predictable, annoying.
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