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Review of I Am~The product of the mentally ill lonely monster~My journal
[Following is a volunteer review of "I Am~The product of the mentally ill lonely monster~My journal" by Brandy J Rex.]
In "I Am ~ The Product of the Mental," Brandy Rex exposes her personal struggles, sings with her strength and determination, and invites us readers into her pain. Her first memoir is a heart-wrenching, soul-searching elegy to a wounded soul who comes to sing again. If you seek reflection time about your own journey, and if you want to be inspired to persevere, then Brandy Rex’s memoir is the book for you.
Right away, Rex draws attention to the curative power of storytelling, particularly when it relates to battles with mental health. As a result, we are prepared for the sincere, often agonizing reminiscing that is to come. The book's real achievement is the feeling of identification and comprehension it allows, urging us to sympathize with those who have experienced parallel hardships.
At the heart of this story is the author’s father, a man plagued by his own unchecked demons and undisclosed mental illnesses. His existence is dominated by unremitting agony and his family is cast in the long, amorphous, dark shadow it throws. Cleverly, Walls draws a detailed inference map of the consequences of her father’s endless black despair, showing just how far its tendrils reached and how deep they dug into not only her life, but also those of the people she loved.
In the book, the reader is shown into the torment and abuse. The examples of what her father did to her make the reader disgusted and feeling sorry for Rex. For instance, the inhumane killing of her kitten shows how awful her father is and how bad it scarred her childhood. Secondly, when Rex and her sibling being deathly afraid of her father because of the unimaginable punishment equality. Even thinking back of when any of their family members could not do anything, gives the reader chills. These detailed lines show how effective it is to constantly hit your children with an object, just sitting there waiting.
Her adult life is haunted by the weighty silence and shame she carried. Her intense fear and disgrace that was driven into her by her noteworthy father's dishonorable actions led her to quiet the varying different memories she owned causing her more pain. The book reiteratively shows how she couldn't get her dad out of her mind and how she couldn't rid her life of him or his legacy.
Parental abandonment in Rex’s mother’s attempted escape, while neglectful, show her powerless and helpless moments. Rex’s contemplations about her mother portray her as complicit yet helpless, adding further conflict to the story and revealing how complex and multifaceted relationships in abusive or mentally ill households can be.
Her attempts to make sense of the facts of her upbringing, and then to salvage what she can and move forward without being defined by that history, are inspiring. There is such a sense of hope as Rex puts the puzzle of her past together, even as there is also the possibility that the truth, as it emerges, will harm irrevocably.
This moving account of the long-term impact of childhood trauma and mental illness on the development of individual identity and interpersonal interactions brims with force and grace. In the most cunning and heartrending passages, Rex with her searching intelligence and lyrical voice excavates the facts, understandings, and ramifications of her history. But running steadily through this narrative of horror is the thread of resolve, of hard-wired alteration, enough to make it, ultimately, a story of healing.
The sentences have no errors, the book has clearly been edited and I don't hate it as well.
To conclude, the memoir of Brandy Rex is this raw & unflinching portrayal of a youthful burdened from abuse & insanity. It serves as a validation of the strength of the human mentality & the importance of confronting & sharing one’s pain in order to heal & understand. Full of personal anecdotes & vivid descriptions of a chaotic previous, I Am ~ The Product of the Mental is an emotional & wise book that leaves a lasting impression.
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I Am~The product of the mentally ill lonely monster~My journal
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In "I Am ~ The Product of the Mental," Brandy Rex exposes her personal struggles, sings with her strength and determination, and invites us readers into her pain. Her first memoir is a heart-wrenching, soul-searching elegy to a wounded soul who comes to sing again. If you seek reflection time about your own journey, and if you want to be inspired to persevere, then Brandy Rex’s memoir is the book for you.
Right away, Rex draws attention to the curative power of storytelling, particularly when it relates to battles with mental health. As a result, we are prepared for the sincere, often agonizing reminiscing that is to come. The book's real achievement is the feeling of identification and comprehension it allows, urging us to sympathize with those who have experienced parallel hardships.
At the heart of this story is the author’s father, a man plagued by his own unchecked demons and undisclosed mental illnesses. His existence is dominated by unremitting agony and his family is cast in the long, amorphous, dark shadow it throws. Cleverly, Walls draws a detailed inference map of the consequences of her father’s endless black despair, showing just how far its tendrils reached and how deep they dug into not only her life, but also those of the people she loved.
In the book, the reader is shown into the torment and abuse. The examples of what her father did to her make the reader disgusted and feeling sorry for Rex. For instance, the inhumane killing of her kitten shows how awful her father is and how bad it scarred her childhood. Secondly, when Rex and her sibling being deathly afraid of her father because of the unimaginable punishment equality. Even thinking back of when any of their family members could not do anything, gives the reader chills. These detailed lines show how effective it is to constantly hit your children with an object, just sitting there waiting.
Her adult life is haunted by the weighty silence and shame she carried. Her intense fear and disgrace that was driven into her by her noteworthy father's dishonorable actions led her to quiet the varying different memories she owned causing her more pain. The book reiteratively shows how she couldn't get her dad out of her mind and how she couldn't rid her life of him or his legacy.
Parental abandonment in Rex’s mother’s attempted escape, while neglectful, show her powerless and helpless moments. Rex’s contemplations about her mother portray her as complicit yet helpless, adding further conflict to the story and revealing how complex and multifaceted relationships in abusive or mentally ill households can be.
Her attempts to make sense of the facts of her upbringing, and then to salvage what she can and move forward without being defined by that history, are inspiring. There is such a sense of hope as Rex puts the puzzle of her past together, even as there is also the possibility that the truth, as it emerges, will harm irrevocably.
This moving account of the long-term impact of childhood trauma and mental illness on the development of individual identity and interpersonal interactions brims with force and grace. In the most cunning and heartrending passages, Rex with her searching intelligence and lyrical voice excavates the facts, understandings, and ramifications of her history. But running steadily through this narrative of horror is the thread of resolve, of hard-wired alteration, enough to make it, ultimately, a story of healing.
The sentences have no errors, the book has clearly been edited and I don't hate it as well.
To conclude, the memoir of Brandy Rex is this raw & unflinching portrayal of a youthful burdened from abuse & insanity. It serves as a validation of the strength of the human mentality & the importance of confronting & sharing one’s pain in order to heal & understand. Full of personal anecdotes & vivid descriptions of a chaotic previous, I Am ~ The Product of the Mental is an emotional & wise book that leaves a lasting impression.
******
I Am~The product of the mentally ill lonely monster~My journal
View: on Bookshelves | on Amazon
