"I’ve pretended to be other people my whole life, my whole childhood and adolescence and young adulthood. The years that you’re supposed to spend finding yourself, I was spending pretending to be other people. The years that you’re supposed to spend building character, I was spending building characters."

I am blown away by this memoir. I was entralled by Jennette's story and captivated by the way she writes. I was heartbroken with her. At times I felt ill at the descriptions of her eating disorders, but that uncomfortable feeling tells me that it needed to be said. I feel so proud of Jennette. I am so happy that she has healed and found peace. Thank you for telling your story. Thank you for being truthful.

"Fame has put a wedge between Mom and me that I didn’t think was possible. She wanted this. And I wanted her to have it. I wanted her to be happy. But now that I have it, I realize that she’s happy and I’m not. Her happiness came at the cost of mine. I feel robbed and exploited. Sometimes I look at her and I just hate her. And then I hate myself for feeling that. I tell myself I’m ungrateful. I’m worthless without her. She’s everything to me. Then I swallow the feeling I wish I hadn’t had, tell her 'I love you so much, Nonny Mommy,' and I move on, pretending that it never happened. I’ve pretended for my job for so long, and for my mom for so long, and now I’m starting to think I’m pretending for myself too."