My first non-fiction review. Go me. This is a memoir, kind
of anyway, and when it comes to memoirs
I hate to be critical. This is someone's story and as such, needs to be treated
with a certain degree of sensitivity. These are real things that happened and
in this case, it's about Anorexia Nervosa. What attracted me to this book was
the different stance the author was taking about writing of this disease.
Osgood's intention in this is well realised. She had noticed
that other memoirs of eating disorders were often fixated on numbers, weight,
and graphic descriptions of extreme thinness. She set out to write a book about
Anorexia where this wasn't the case. This is in my opinion, highly commendable.
I've never suffered from this disease but have a personal and professional
interest in mental health. It's a fantastic thing to do for two reasons. I
think she mentions herself in the book that the obsession with numbers can
encourage other sufferers of Anorexia to become more unwell and fixate on
losing weight. I also found it interesting as it made the memoir less clinical,
not so focussed on the physical weight loss and more interested in the thought
processes of the Osgood herself.
The first half of the book has you desperately wishing the
author recovers, and feeling for her when recovery is not going quite so well.
However, as I moved through the book I started to feel we were just getting
'more of the same'. This probably reflects the fact that constant
hospitalisation of different kinds and similar regimes designed to encourage
weight gain were monotonous and a little boring.
I also was unsure of what kind of book it wanted to be.
Occasionally the writer would slip into what seemed like long chapters of
polemic about how to treat sufferers and how other books have got the portrayal
wrong in the past. There seemed to be a general non-fiction book in there
somewhere as well as a memoir. I found
the parts of the book about how technology, particularly the internet
influences those with eating disorders particularly interesting and would have
liked a whole book about that perhaps. I'm of the opinion our online lives are
often ignored by those in the mental health profession and not enough has been
written about this effect.
I think I would have liked this better as two separate
books, but it's Osgood's own thoughts and feelings and I can't criticise those.
As I'm not exactly an expert, it's hard to say the best audience for the book
and I have liked other similar memoirs better but perhaps this is because it
skimps on the 'details' that it's human to want to hear whether you suffer from
this illness or not. It's a very dignified and intelligent account, but if you
read it, be prepared that you may not get what you perhaps you are very
reluctant to admit you want - gory details.

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