Furiously Happy, Jenny Lawson
Everyone’s favorite Space Mom, Carrie Fisher said in her memoir, Wishful Drinking, that, “living with manic depression takes a tremendous amount of balls.” If you believe this turn of phrase as much as I do, then it’s fair to say Jenny Lawson has some of the most tremendous balls around.
Jenny Lawson’s first memoir, Let’s Pretend This Never Happened, chronicled her life as the daughter of a taxidermist. It’s laugh-out-loud funny (there are chapters where I couldn’t breathe from laughing so hard), often heartbreaking, and uplifting. If you’re anything like me then I think you’ll find yourself connecting with Jenny’s essays on a personal level, and that’s what makes them, and her, so truly wonderful. Furiously Happy is equally strange and just as emotionally charged.
Furiously Happy chronicles Jenny Lawson’s lifelong battle with crippling depression and anxiety. It’s is also about how living life to the fullest can be a struggle for some, and why struggling is always better than give up completely. But for every heartbreaking truth, there are moments where you’ll laugh yourself silly at Jenny and the stories she has to tell. She’s changing the narrative on mental health one taxidermied animal at a time, and it’s a wonderful thing to witness.