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This book made me realize how sentimental stories shaped my self-hat





This book made me realize how sentimental stories shaped my self-loathing about my body and heritage.





McGregor shows how sentimental stories made her feel fat and small, then she finds radical softness instead.





This book made me feel less alone about my own insecurities and the stories that shaped me.





The idea that sentimental stories shaped my exclusion feels painfully accurate and really resonated with my own childhood memories.





This book made me feel seen for the first time. I struggled with body image and felt like I never fit the mold of a hero. Reading about her journey to accept her fat body and embrace radical softness was incredibly healing. It helped me understand that my worth isn't tied to my size or how much I can suppress my emotions to fit in. Her story about unlearning the toxic narratives we were taught was a powerful reminder that vulnerability is strength. I cried a lot but felt so much relief knowing I am not alone in my struggles with shame and self-doubt.





I felt deeply ashamed realizing how my favorite childhood stories excluded my queer and fat body.





This book honestly explained how sentimental stories made me feel fat and queer and small all at once.





Reading this made me realize how my own childhood stories quietly taught me to hate parts of myself I thought were wrong.





This book honestly described how sentimental stories made me feel small and not enough.





This book honestly explains why I felt like I needed to shrink myself to fit into stories that never made room for me.





This book made me cry because it honestly describes how I felt when I realized my favorite childhood stories were never really for people like me.





I felt deeply uncomfortable reading about how sentimental stories made me hate my body, because it sounds exactly like my own childhood struggle with weight.





This book made me question the sentimental stories I grew up loving, revealing how they shaped my self-doubt and exclusion.





I felt the weight of those old sentimental stories crushing my identity and making me hate my body.





This book made me cry because I realized my own childhood stories made me hate my body.





This book made me realize how sentimental stories shaped my self-loathing about my body and identity in ways I never saw before.





This book made me question the sentimental stories I loved as a child and how they shaped my self-image.





This book honestly explained why I always felt broken when I didn't fit the thin heroine mold.





The way McGregor connects her eating disorder to the pressure of fitting a sentimental heroine mold is really hard to read but so necessary.