This was kinda gross, but I was very engrossed.

We follow a lapsed-Jewish bisexual woman with extreme mommy issues, disordered eating, and a very skewered self-perception.

This was in your face. Sexual. Weird. 

This is hard to review because there’s fatphobia, but also there’s not? This doesn’t have incredible prose and yet I would argue Broder is definitely a master of her craft. I would argue this is filled with toxicity and it is, but there’s also small glimpses of love and inclusivity. 

<b>…in their equation of thinness with goodness, my mother and Ana were so like-minded. My mother persuaded me to stay thin by insulting me. Ana did it by insulting everyone but me. This absence of rejection felt like an embrace.

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If you have any issues around food, body image, calorie counting; please check your trigger warnings. 

BRB, I have a craving for frozen yoghurt.