It’s been on my bookshelf for months and I finally picked it up and I’m so glad I did.
This woman has resonated with me in a way that has managed to bring tears to my eyes and I’m not even halfway through yet.
I’m typing this in a draft as I read…to tell you just how much this book is worthy of your time, like me and so many others you will not regret it.
Books come to you when I think we need them the most and this is one of those times.
I finished this book on the tube—my nose tingled from the tears I was unable to hold back. This truly gave me all the feels. Not just for Rachel or myself, but also for all the women out there who struggle daily, think they are alone. Who think they are the only ones who haven’t got all their ducks in a row, or their s**t together.
If you don’t come away from this book feeling energised, invigorated or raring to go, I’d be very surprised. If you are at a crossroads whichever that might be, career, relationship, hobbies…girl read this book.
So much of what Rachel honed in on is how I feel about so many things. Stop believing the lies, the stigma, the stereotype, the perception of conformity, let it go. There are so many better ways to spend your time.
The power of the mind is truly an amazing thing, I also believe the act of kindness is one of the greatest gifts, are we all capable of being villains–of course we are but do we have to become it–no we do not.
It’s fascinating to me how early on in the book Rachel talks about Bell’s Palsy…why because I had it…it’s what led me to finally take the plunge to write—it has always been something I talked about doing. It was only when I had been gifted a second edition kindle (which I still use) when I had an epiphany. Right after I finished reading The Opportunist by Tarryn Fisher. If you don’t already know this, she is my unicorn author, and what do both these women have in common, they lift other women up instead of tearing them down. That’s what!
I can’t begin to tell you how hard I struggled with Bell’s, I was so ill I was admitted into the hospital. Hooked up to an ECG machine, I went through scans, tests—my diagnosis was undetermined until seven days later the symptoms of the Bell’s Palsy showed themselves. The eye I couldn’t close, the smile I couldn’t raise, the running nose, the dribbling when I ate and drank. The constant buzzing, and the feeling of vertigo, the paralysis was hard to deal with…not knowing if it would be permanent.
Anyway, it really is a whole other story for another time.
All I know is I personally took so much from this book and to all other women out there who need to be reminded they are worthy, read this book.
“Stop Believing the Lies About Who You Are So You Can Become Who You Were Meant to Be”
Girl, Wash Your Face
by Rachel Hollis