I’m reading Inconsolable: How I Threw My Mental Health Out With the Diapers by Marrit Ingman and you must too. She is my new hero. Her writing is rollicking and riotous and searingly honest, even as she describes her postpartum depression during the first year of her child’s life.
The author writes with such energy and precision and humor and passion–and candor. She makes me wince and gasp and laugh out loud; she makes me want to lean over and read passages to complete strangers waiting alongside me on the loooooong benches in the DMV. She makes me want to reprint whole chapters on my own blog.
I love Marrit and I love Inconsolable. It is making me laugh out loud and I don’t do enough of that these days. The laughing out loud: It’s on the top of my love list. -Kyra