A collection of illustrated essays based on Brosh’s blog is the basis for this graphic novel. The book has a mix of funny and serious stories about feelings like sadness, worry, and growing up. Brosh talks about her problems with mental health, funny things she did when she was a kid, and her two wierd dogs. I am not a fan of the drawings, as they are somewhat crude and sharp. However, I must acknowledge that they effectively convey the intended messages. Despite its humorous tone, the book offers a thoughtful and relatable examination of emotional difficulties, making it both entertaining and insightful.
“The beginning of my depression had been nothing but feelings, so the emotional deadening that followed was a welcome relief. I had always viewed feelings as a weakness-annoying obstacles on my quest for total power over myself. And I finally didn’t have to feel them anymore.
But my experiences slowly flattened and blended together until it became obvious that there’s a huge difference between not giving a fuck and not being able to give a fuck. Cognitively, you might know that different things are happening to you, but they don’t feel very different.”
