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This is a book that’s been sitting on my ‘to read� pile for a while now, but every read has its time and place. Sitting in my apartment six weeks into isolife, having eaten all the things, I was starting to feel very self conscious about my body. Weight and self-image is something I’ve always struggled with, so much of Lee’s discussion about the negative thought cycles one gets into resonated with me strongly. Yet her discussions around the disconnect with the aspirational self are thought provoking and definitely got me thinking about my own misery pits. Was I truly happier when I was thinner? That it’s not a personal problem but one that has been systematically and institutionally reinforced over countless generations. It’s a short essay so you’ll get through this pretty quickly, but if you’re like me then you may find yourself returning to it, or at least its themes, in the future.