Consumerism Thrives On Emotional Voids.

I Am Shy By Nature, A Person Who's Always Found Something Burdensome About Human Interaction And Who Probably Always Will, At Least To Some Degree.

It Happened This Way: I Fell In Love And Then, Because The Love Was Ruining Everything I Cared About, I Had To Fall Out.

What Is This Drive To Be Thinner, Prettier, Better Dressed, Other? Who Exactly Is This Other And What Does She Look Like Beyond The Jacket She's Wearing Or The Food She's Not Eating? What Might We Be Doing, Thinking, Feeling About If We Didn't Think About Body Image, Ever?

By Definition, Memoir Demands A Certain Degree Of Introspection And Self-disclosure: In Order To Fully Engage A Reader, The Narrator Has To Make Herself Known, Has To Allow Her Own Self-awareness To Inform The Events She Describes.

The Hard Things In Life, The Things You Really Learn From, Happen With A Clear Mind.