Aneyshua Turnipseed

Flawless. Absolutely perfect. No notes. No hypothetical changes. It was perfect. Wow.

I’m not sure that we’re all reading the same book. The reviews were stellar which is why I purchased this book. Being in relationship with someone (when you don’t have much experience) can be difficult. I called myself wanting to learn. Wanting to be open and set myself up for success. This book was NOT that. The book is written accessibly. So you don’t have to have a PhD or an expansive vocabulary to understand it. Chapters on family trauma, self-work/development, and human connection were good. But I can’t help but feel that this is a diary. That this is Todd’s way of grieving his relationship that ended over a decade ago. It was uncomfortable to read that the grief he’s experiencing still has him raw like it was yesterday. My heart broke for him and I even wondered if this book needed to be published under self-help because this is a memoir. It’s a 200+ page diary entry with quotes pasted throughout. You know those running jokes about students writing a paper and putting filler sentences throughout? Yeah. This book is an example. It could have been fabulous. But it fell flat. Even with his sense of humor. This was not a good book. I am also worrying about his dual relationship with his own therapist. Where is the licensing and regulatory board???