Jennette’s honesty is brutal and tender. Having the strength to recount the ways in which she suffered for her family (at the hands of her mom) left me in awe. Her VERY REAL depictions of working on one’s self to overcome harmful habits and just how big of a feat that is is so, so validating. Her prose is so strong, including elements of humor that were unexpected due to the subject matter but welcomed nonetheless.

I’m Glad My Mom Died perfectly outlines an adult coming to terms with your parent being an imperfect human (obviously amplified here with abuse + exploitation of your child), and not a superhero. I’m not going to write a proper review for this but this is a BEAUTIFUL book that I feel everyone should read.

Thank you NetGalley for the ARC in exchange for an honest review.