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Thanks to @netgalley for an advance copy of this book, out 04/06! ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ Broken (in the best possible way) is the third book that has made me feel like Jenny Lawson is the type of person I'd like to be friends with, except our combined social anxiety would probably repel us from one another like magnets turned the wrong way around. I loved Let's Pretend This Never Happened and Furiously Happy, and I went back to those reviews after finishing Broken and discovered that I had described her writing as hilarious and bizarre - raw and vulnerable and hopeful. All of it remains true of Broken, a memoir in essays that chronicles her life as a writer, wife, mother, chronically ill, and mentally ill person. Since I follow Lawson online through her blog and IG, reading many of these essays had me feeling like a friend was catching me up on her life: when she described embroidering during her daily TMS treatments, I remembered seeing the photos of her embroidery, a feeling of, "I remember you telling me about this!" because the internet is weird and wonderful. I feel like Lawson's books always find me when I'm going through it, and this was no exception. It was a quiet reminder that it's okay to be broken, to not remotely have your shit together, to laugh through the darkness and keep reaching for the light. ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ TW: suicidal ideation, depression, anxiety, chronic illness ID in alt text. via Instagram https://instagr.am/p/CNKwhI3L5hJ/